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Shifting your weight on me

And I broke

You stood there and provoked

I drowned in false hope

Alive when he showed his face

Understand me, that’s all it takes

I said it twice a day

How sadness made my limbs sway

As he massaged the hurt away

I sat in his embrace until the next day.

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I have come to realize that I love with a love that is beyond love and for that I have suffered and learned to limit my giving and give just enough to avoid hurt and unbearable heartbreak For the past of mine is none but rough like the concreted streets after a terrible earthquake

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He dreamed

With his eyes closed, often

Silently walking

Onto planes headed to Boston

Because that’s where he found it

The reason he schemed

Make this make me believe

That I am more than an image

Another day dream for my

Lines of vintage cloth

That linger down the sides of her face

Help me get lost

I don’t want to awake from this

Given to me by heavens doors only

What a wonderful gift

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To my delight the sun slipped in

Burning the flesh of its skin

 I turned away in horror of the sight

The sun sizzled, there was so much light

 The scene so gruesome I cant even look

For this will go in our history books

 The story the vampire tried to kill me

But sun deflected, ashes they will be.

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Frost hit the tips of my finger tips

Making it hard to feel his soft lips

 Now cold but I try to warm them up

I sense his lack for romance or love

 His skin so pale I could have lied

Ive seen a ghost

 No just a shell now, inside

 I guided my hands down his face

As I wept my hands went around his waist

 I scooped him up into my arms

Carrying him to his grave

 What have I done…..

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Coals burned in her eyes

As she yearned for more

 To see little toes pressed against the floor

Slightly confused at the displacement

 For kids don’t loom in the halls of this basement

She found the courage to get up from her seat

 Only to be met with a handful of teeth

The necklace fell around her feet

 She couldn’t move, for heaven’s sake, no

She looked around for the ten toes

 But only to find them bare as bones

That little girl was only 6

 Dying from yellow fever

She used to suck on her swollen tongue

 Sensitive to light

That’s what made her numb

 To the pain that was done to her teeth

As the tooth fairy pulled them out from underneath.

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The rain slid down his face

His eyes like melted Hershey kisses

Oh, how bad I wanted to kiss

The apologies that swept my ears

Only stabbed my heart

One million spears

I almost called into the wind

To smite your crooked grin

You leaned over and whispered in my ear

I tore away from your breath as it sent chills

I covered my eyes to not hear…

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Existing in evolution

We are formed from potter’s clay

A homo solution

or sapiens if you may.

established from Latin tongues

WE once known as "wise men"

Now putting labels of material on one’s skin

flesh consuming the soul of one’s spirit

abstract in distinct proportions of my Melanin

To his pale complexion none

other than just a fellow homo sapiens

We a species judged from a complexion point of view.

Wise men they've called us

Threw the window of the provocative

alluring from the vines of the shibari woman

we are confidants of evolution

you must see

we hold the power only

just the key

to the house you call a home

when it has been unlocked in your heart

fulfilling it with sweet lavender and effervescent promises to start

only a stride so confident and proud

struck his eyes from the secret garden

of black-eyed Susan’s

for these are wise woman

standing to evolve our prefrontal cortex

once we wept for the shaming of

one’s sex. Explicit actions

to be looked upon as

enticements for men’s eyes only

they call to our loins,

from seats in dark rooms

to streets of sunny stones.

We embody beauty

from the curve of our lips

wrapped around fingertips

to our hands that caress

the spot-on soft skin near hips

as they interlock.

We are the element of delivery

For you will receive all as after shock

echoes of piano keys

vibrate through my skin

as my body evaporates in

cat calls through the wind

I am strong

prideful for only actions

premeditated as shoulder blades

touch spines and

chins touch the blue horizon

elegance pours from

the honey dipped cocoon

we await the gloriously incomprehensible

existence of the human form

kissed from royalty

we preserve the subconscious

thoughts that flamboyantly

conceive flawless consequence

for we must not persuade future minds

only to expose that one’s self is explored through

the orbiting of self-perspective reality