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A Poem by E
Your beauty
surpasses all of the rest,
and though I
love them clearly (b***s!);
I do not
mean your breasts.
Your
radiance smooths and..
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A Poem by E
Skipping gaily through life,
plodding through tasks and chores,
strolling along a quiet riverside,
side by side, loving, learning.
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A Poem by E
Is it really easier to break,
than communicate?
Oh god, what have I done?
My light, my sun
would rather shatter into a black hole,
than expos..
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A Poem by E
I love the way you move
Body twisted in ecstasy
Back arching and limbs folding
As your hand slips slowly past your scar
Fingers tracing a ..
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A Poem by E
A poem I wrote about Dostoevesky's "Demons"
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