MARK JOHN JUNOR
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frenchmen in rainA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORthe painting was literalfigure hunched walking a dirt road in rainits hues and tone spoke mute but vividlyeach brush stroke matched the images birthpl.. |
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gods teethA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORbrokenheartedbut still you tookthis rusty nail you call a heartand slammed into my headyou said you would be a friend to my darknessyou said you would.. |
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magic potionsA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORas the sky closed daylight awayher magic box came outa few loose threads soon wound themselvesinto carriages fleet of foot on the forever road deliver.. |
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the morning found herA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORthe morning found herand in its sweet light i lay enchanted by herand all she was to megently cradled in my armsthere was an elegant soft eternity in .. |
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picture showA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORyou shined oncestirred the waters made em all stand up and take noticea romeo dancin in the spotlightcharmed the prettiest of the fast lanehad vanity .. |
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traditional sorrowA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORthere was a deep snow in the springwe kept eachother warm in the nightand built snowmen in mornings lightlost in your eyes wandered the joys of you th.. |
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adriftA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORher voice a fragile thunderher thoughts gossamer wings beating onthe thick summer airher awkward gestures a lovin embrace tothe eyes that haunt her hi.. |
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you will seeA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORin the full richness of timewith my hand in yourswith my heart in yoursyou will see the truth of loves knowinyou will see the beautiful truth of our l.. |
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first kiss rememberedA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORall good dreams begin with a kissthat beautiful touch of soft lipseyes closed body poised on the very edge of yearningand her lips taste so sweet warm.. |
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solider, sailor, tinker....A Poem by MARK JOHN JUNORwhom do you trustsolider, sailor, tinker, tailor....what eyes see the meaning of the blindwhat tongues listen...which liesin the picturesque morning b.. |
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