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and yes that's my eye... it kinda freaks me out, actually haha
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on a crowded street
when I press you close (to me)
and kiss you, there
on the place where
the lobe of your ear
curves down to your neck
i sti..
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for the Vicious Circle "Vicious Light" Contest
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I fell in love with the sound of water. I was just a little girl, with my bright blue summer dress and pigtails in my hair, tripping over myself, co..
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you pin me against the couch
and i sink into myself;
i'm liquid and you're fire
and we melt.
you're searching beneath my skirts,
i'm arching ag..
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i wanted to share with you my words;
place them in your palm, kiss them on to
your skin,
and leave them there, in your hands, blending into the swi..
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i'm wanting something you could never give.
silently whimpering for you to touch me
(already feeling your lips upon my skin)
eyelids shiver shu..
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to jeanmarie, my fellow poet, and friend.
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crazy how a moment
can twist your gut
into itself.
he looks at me with the hoods of his eyes raised
(just enough)
to pierce me with his gaze...
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Sometimes she looks back and wonders whether she should have pushed him from her mind – as one would an unwelcome memory or an embrace on a da..
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