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uneaten lasagna and other after beach specials
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uneaten lasagna and other after beach specials |
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oakgrove Junior Member
since 2006-02-01
Posts 12 |
unexpected situations tangle themselves in savage lies to keep the peace i kiss your raw scars capture a handful of your modesty the moon in his outstretched haze misunderstands my intoxicated mumbles so my rough grip falls again on your sweet confusion breakfast fate and early yawns are home reminders of impossible togetherness your guitar is my favorite soundtrack on an island of innocence where your flask dominated my nights a predictable storm to disentangle the search for heated noise and dirty nails my mouth savors your forceps and waist im lost to your flesh memorizing the height of your arms stuck in a tread of smoke everywhere your broken shoe pretends to fall inside my dreams stands a hut or tent without gum on the ground and the absence of your laugh we swerve down a hill of rembrance invading familiar puddles of wedding shells replaced by hair flowers you stole away from my dry eyes and i cant resist that old april thirst wherever the leaves will blow |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"you stole away from my dry eyes and i cant resist that old april thirst wherever the leaves will blow" Really good poem oakgrove and I love the title. |
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