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The TerminatorA Poem by Robert RonnowOne leaf fallsholographic illusionacross time the Terminator travelsto shape Sarah Connors' destiny.Heart attacka common enough destinyas common as yo.. |
Tender passionA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoIt's not possessive domination, Nor hysterical suspicion, Harm or manipulation It's tender passion When he looks into your eyes Warmly with a gen.. |
You In MeA Poem by Healing StarFeelin' my dear Mama tonight. |
New CarA Poem by Shannon St. DenisMy head on your backside |
BlitzkriegA Poem by Alfred Kukitztanks rolling |
Scrapbook tremblingsA Chapter by Lyn Andersona collection of the ongoing journey |
FragileA Poem by TheLonelyArtistWater.DrippingRaining in my heart.Tensions pulling.Feelings tender.Compromised. |
ChildA Poem by Alfred Kukitzin a night of tenderness |
the divide between usA Poem by AKhausseparation |
Lovely LeiA Poem by Lei''Untold stories from the falling petals of a Lei, loosing her strength, her vibrant colors and the corolla that once connected to her sage roots, th.. |
Bourbon BreathA Poem by Danielle BrowneI wish you had the love for lifelike you do for meand the ashy passion you dofor cigarettes.Like a smoking gun, you arehot to the touchbut as fragile .. |
Fatal HopeA Poem by Ebb and FlowHope is definitely one of the worst and best things that a person can have. |
This is Not my Pain, but HisA Poem by Ebb and FlowThis is written for my best friend who was having a hard time with a few things in his life. Things have changed since then. |
My Tender HeartA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYI write with a tender heart.A heart that beats of sweetred rum wit a twist of lime.This heart carries a tune.This tender heart beats on time.Some are .. |
Lost LoveA Poem by Ebb and FlowHere's to,the loves lostin silent criesfrom throatsand empty eyes. |
PresenceA Poem by Ebb and FlowAutumn's madehis presence knownin the brisk light kissthat grazes my cheek. |
you are my placeA Poem by Leviarifree verse poem |
Night Time JourneysA Poem by Kathy Van KurinLife lived in dreams while our heads caress our pillows and we are cloaked in blankets and night darkness. Will we carry our dreams into day light? |
Villanelle: Because Her Heart Is TenderA Poem by Michael R. BurchThese are villanelles written by Michael R. Burch and other poems with refrains, such as rondels. |