My Lovers Gone

There is a story, it is my own It fills all the spaces and lines that lead in and around the deepest and most shallow - like a wading pool, or sandbar - water up to my knees floating sensation into the abyss of joyfulness - all part of my mind Energy free form soaring, …

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Man In A Perigee Moon

Perigee Moon Paper tigers and butterflies whimsical flutter touches my cheek while a playful breeze dances past images of marionette smiles and painted eyes seeing beyond the unexpected purpose and intent traces of a shadowy disguise continually torn between evening dreams and bitter sweet reverie as silent day light reaches out with a gentle nudge …

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