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After all these years you say you don't want to be with me 'coz you don't know me well enough...What I am as a person..what are my likes and dislikes...what are my desires......
I just have this one small question...
.... "how would you expect to know a person when you don't even make the effort?"
She pressed her palms together
and prayed to be desired with purity,
free from lust and deceit.
“What waits for me behind the horizon line?”
I wish you felt the pain I feel
every time
I dream of you.
I am broken
Bruised.
I am aching,
I am tearing.
I am bleeding,
In my heart.

And it can't stop.
I love you and it kills me that I can't talk to you and say how sorry I am.
she called
herself

maybe
someone

called her
first

but now
she called

herself
doll face

porcelain

delicate
breakable

painted lips
puckered

posing for
pictures

discovering
pain lives

in paint
 Jul 2020 Johnny's Brother
Mansi
Wind has such range:
It is gentle enough
To make a hot day better
Or
Strong enough
To wreck havoc

I think people are the same
Each capable of both extremes
Moonlight on pale skin
Soft lips part in desire
Lovers in the night
Ask yourself why you doubt,
Why you fear and cast about.
You are heading the right way,
Who cares what others say?
You have no concerns to allay.

What will be will be,
All wisdoms do agree;
Like a lion and a roar,
A soldier in a war,
You will do what you are made for.

“I am not afraid; I was born to do this”,
Your actions are not remiss,
Nor for nothing,
But for everything:
A singular meaning.

Write, and do it well,
And love until your death knell.
Mind your well-being,
Bitterness is unbecoming,
The world is on the upswing.
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