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Dove Fantasy
A Poem by
Kris Tate
God help me I see the dove The one of my Fantasy My Love Sitting by the sea I see the colors of my love The Dove flying through the air. Ca..
Him
A Poem by
Kris Tate
I see him walking, farther mile by mile. I see him sitting with his hint of a smile How to get his love? How to win his true affections? I kn..
Brown
A Poem by
Kris Tate
Dark Brown That is all I see, His eyes, His hair Dark Brown Oh why can't it be I want to bear The weight, The sight Of his smiles Dark Bro..
Questions for You
A Poem by
Kris Tate
How do I know If you truly love me If you are even interested Do you know the thoughts running the race Why do you make me think What is it you t..
Afraid to Love
A Poem by
Kris Tate
He lead me on to think that I was the one Shortly did I find that I am not He doesn't care He must be having such fun While my hopes evaporate into..
Trapped
A Poem by
Kris Tate
She is trapped By that which is found Heart tapped Scared of being bound So far away That it kills She must pay Karma steals Her happi..
Dove
A Poem by
Kris Tate
He was there in the sun I was warm in his presence I thought we were in love He must have thought it was fun I have been thinking ever since I sh..
The One I was
A Poem by
Kris Tate
Where can she be The one who was me She knew who she was Her brain free of fuzz She disappeared without a trace And left me with too much to face..
Apollo
A Poem by
Kris Tate
Friends are there When the need is great They know when to care He came at a time set by fate Giving STRENGTH when there was only weakness Lendin..
The Difference
A Poem by
Kris Tate
In my dream: I see his eyes Fire through my sight I feel his hands Soft and light I taste his lips Sweet as candy I smell his cologne Strong..
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