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“Go tell it”—What a Message—
To whom—is specified—
Not murmur—not endearment—
But simply—we—obeyed—
Obeyed—a Lure—a Longing?
Oh Nature—none of this—
To Law—said sweet Thermopylae
I give my dying Kiss—
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
IntoTheGale
In my lover’s eyes
Burn my hopes, hide my fears-
dreams with candles that light
My way through this autumnal glade-
Of yellows and browns and greens
seeking her touch

On my lover’s lips
Rest my prayers-
For twilight to descend,
For one simple word from her
To bring about my ascent
Into the still of this spring night,
To bleed into the colors of
her sky

In my lover’s ears
I whisper my desire
To get lost in her,
To be lost to time and memory-
To wrap myself around her,
To fall for her soft breath
As she shares my bed tonight
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
FullmoonFlower
Slow music,
that we don’t acknowledge.

Gentle touches,
the only thing we wear.

Passionate kisses,
so we become one.
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
felixmae
To love you
Is to love the sun
You are there
Even when
I cannot see

To love you
Is to love the moon
You are truly there
Even in
Total darkness

To love you
Is to love the sea
You always
Come back
With unimaginable strength

To love you
Is to love the sky
Your colors stay pure
Despite the few
Blemishes of the clouds

To love you
Is to love the water
You are essential to me
And I could not live
Without you
Lost touch
Lost sense of humour
Lost in time
Lost in between
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
ryn
Jolt
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
ryn
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  •  they say light-
ning never stri-  
kes •  twice in       
the very same          
place•not as              
if it chooses                  
the  person                      
it likes•nor                          
has it targ-                              
   eted a familiar face • growing  
accustomed to these repeated  
                    jolts•i stay fro-
               zen in anticip-
           tion•for subs-
       equent influx
     of volts•is th-
 is love or me-
re petty infa-    
tuation?•ca-        
       n't believe my luck • be-
       cause  time...  and again,  
                    inevitably•i
               stand here,
            apparently
        struck•e-
   very  ti-
me you
cast a...    
a gla-        
nce               
at                   
•                      

ME•                            ­  
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Concrete Poem 7 of 30

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 Jul 2020 No Nahme
ryn
Undone
 Jul 2020 No Nahme
ryn
Pathways opened
through doors unhinged

Journey travelled
with roads unworn

Magic unbound
from spells unchanted

Heartbeats birthed
but the heart's unborn

•••

Verses recited
from a poem unpenned

A song sung
but lyrics unwritten

A dance performed
with routine unrehearsed

Feelings perceived
through words unspoken
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