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  Sep 2016 Sam Temple
jackierutherford
Hmm,
At first sight
I like ...
Our eyes met, we smiled
The feeling is mutual
I can tell

Didn't think it possible but
It happened
Just like that!
I'm hooked
My summer crush

I looked up
A hand came in view
It was him, looking straight in my eyes

I melted on the spot
Took his hand and squeezed
The cougar in me purred with delight

Ahh, it's real
Mon cheri - those eyes
Always roaming to find the other
Hoping no one notices

It's a mutual thing
To just be friends
Not to harm or offend

Feels good
We smile, secretively
Like old friends

Summer crush
Like ice
Sizzling hot
Hush ...
I don't even know his name

Copyright JRap /7/2016
Sam Temple Sep 2016
bobble-headed yappers
sharing smiles and quips
pretending they have understanding
while in thousand dollar suits ~

I see you….

presenting policy over popcorn
and revisiting broken economic dreams
screeching voices carry no weight
only injustice and systemic terror threats ~

you are not invisible….

regurgitating soundbites.
circus monkey parade
drunken power mongers
feeding lies to the uneducated ~

cast mine eyes….

slow death of democracy
looks like a demon battling a demagogue
for the soul of a nation ~

I can’t look away /
Sam Temple Sep 2016
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holding






her breath                     lit a candle   /
Sam Temple Sep 2016
light brush strokes



delicate    oranges and pinks

                 fresh blooms     of cloud



overlaid



breaking day    silent
Sam Temple Sep 2016
happening upon

a small     brook
                       fully in babble

I rested on moss, inviting...


  let thoughts     drift


                        maple leaves passed   /
Sam Temple Sep 2016
Will                      William                      willingly
  wish                          worn                          weary
weathered               wanton                        women
which                          will                          willingly
waste                           water                        when
washing              whiner's waists'          wintertime?
                wistful                             when
Sam Temple Sep 2016
shoved neck twisted chin
                  stress ***** dissipate

vertical lines
above a bridge
       concentration wrinkle

slits peer
pupils dilate
redness
                       sleepless

dew gathers
             corners frown
                      gleaming white
                                shines /
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