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When I think of you and the way you speak, it makes me think that our love is unique. When I think of you and your perfect physique, my heart melts and my knees grow weak. The way you lay beside me in your sleep, I love our conversations because they're s...

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Remembrance

Did it really happen if nobody remembers it?

Do you remember our first night? When you hold me in your arms so tight, even though the moon wasn't bright, It was the only place where I felt right. Do you remember my scent? And I do miss your accent, I still remember the day you went. When you left, w...

...the time is now, a maddening shadow I can't remember the shape of things to come or the diameter of my success the face of sorrow, hands of tomorrow or the sinister winds knowing my name fracturing my soul to eat from my mind yesterday's omelet in this...

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Continental Drift, pt. 3

Gooseberry Falls to Mirror Lake

I met some nice folks at the State Park. An older couple (probably about the age I am now) staying in an RV in the next camping spot over shared some of their breakfast with me, and wished me luck. I walked out onto the highway. I got a ride right up to t...

Once a caterpillar now a musical chair chasing, dreaming, dallying a woo courting a butterfly dancing in the air in celebration of beauty and love listening, winging, singing in queue wearing the best obsidian wings of summertime's scented kisses in a fre...

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Sweet anesthesia blue eyes cold dysphoria cocaine rain of my mind's decapitation falling into the abyss wearing out the solstice of the corrugated moon behind the cold dysphoria sweet anesthesia blue eyes Sweet meeting promises bound butterfly kisses as a...

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The High And The Humble Chapter Eight Intent And A Revelation

Alf guesses the truth and Jack sees Trafalgar prepared for his first race.

When Nate Oliver came for his first ride, Jack was immediately impressed by his horsemanship. Just seeing Trafalgar, drew awesome praise from the jockey. “Yes, his musculature tells me that this is a prospective winner. It is only a matter of how good he...

My dad dropped me off on the shoulder of an entrance ramp to I-90 on a sunny summer day in 1984 (hitchhiking on the Interstate is illegal, but it’s legal to stick your thumb out for a ride if you do it on the entrance ramp). I slid my oversized, kind-of-g...

Living Parallel lives

Left out and neglected by family

An ache a twinge A silent cringe An expletive uttered Echoes in twos Across the sphere Laughter of children The hoots of owls The whisper of wind Across the roof Twine entwine heard Gossamer fingers whispers of caresses the ardent lover smiles kisses met...

The High And The Humble Chapter Seven

Jack experiences is first horse meeting

It took nearly a week of trying before Trafalgar allowed the saddle to be fitted without any fuss. This was despite Sir Oswald having been informed that their purchase had been broken in. For Jack, mounting the animal proved equally difficult but Becky’s...

Of autumn's cozy winds snobbery's jilted kin in sleeves of cooler weather turning leaves into chowder embracing mannequins with moonbeam-savoring cheddar scrumptious appetizers for the quiche in nature's culinary of pumpkin treats of autumn's cozy winds s...

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mists on the pathway under tall cypress trees floating leaves slow danced on cold blowing wind sprinkles of rain falling on upturn face as the moon struggled to light the clouds floating on indifferent skies tears from tired eyes fell you walked out of th...