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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

As you and me



As you and I together live:
Let's walk, it's better.
    She'd look to fly again.

If I can free her, doom obsessed,
   a happy sense stops me.
Glorious sex is out.

Character diversity, the feel of memory,
   a red sweet showed only she could fill.
Sculpt and scale, the choice.

One day behind my passive body,
   patience, your subject hides her childhood.
      She knows ugly society, as a water-earth white infant.

A sharp find.
Please, Muse, I see. Laugh if you can,
   your sweet problems best make life in strokes.
      Her wasted part is glass deep, or thin.

Walk, darken her home here,
   a crazy romance acts to share, capture,
and use a full opportunity.

Her instrument is sleep, if strength is cunning,
   before some time, confront her anger, with no guilt.

Compose in passion, 
   a fiery surreal companion will always lust for your
      milky picture.

Eat and talk emotion.

Let's mind that she must choose.
Discover the thread,
   a delusion fantasy.

Make it felt.


with J____ H____, 5/31/07, 6, 7, 8

The Muse Poems:

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55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63
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