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The Love that is lost
A Poem by
ron
The Love that is lost Too wish for love is that a crime. To hope for just a small taste so divine. I am lost in a tempest of emotion that..
The question
A Poem by
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The question Could I sleep while you lay next to me in my thoughts, enveloping all my senses? Could I breathe while I sleep not knowing if I w..
I am Strong
A Poem by
ron
I am Strong On road the worrier; on road his glory. On road the worrier, we will tell of his story. Do not cry for me for I have give..
This is me (I am this poem)
A Poem by
ron
This is me (I am this poem) I am a man in need of true love. Not the kind you find in every day-to-day life. The love that is of the ..
Broken Heart
A Poem by
ron
I wrote this one after reading RainDancer1997 poem "Hurt."
We shall win
A Poem by
ron
We shall win Again, and again they broke their ranks. Again, the swords would take. Be strong was the battle cry for we will win ..
Holding back five thousand
A Poem by
ron
Holding back five thousand I will be one of the one hundred and eighty five. The walls breached. The one hundred and eighty five hel..
Coming
A Poem by
ron
Coming Touches in the night, bound so tight. What is desire? Never knowing, always wanting. N*****s hard, your folds begin to par..
Alive in the Night
A Poem by
ron
Alive in the Night In the night, we are alive, soft kisses in the dim light. Can you feel how my heart beats for you? Take me slowly we h..
The strength to carry on
A Poem by
ron
The strength to carry on I look to the sky for my blind eyes to see. What a wonder to behold looking down on me. The breeze fl..
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