Subtle
Silken webs laze
Breathing
The catching of butterflies
Porcelain skin lies still
Shrouded
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A mind lucid, drinks
White hot alamode
A touch, invited
The smell intoxicating
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Eyes flash through shaded green
As canines mount
Piercing the hunger
Gentle breezes embrace
Against the canopy
Of an opened thought
Mush
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The senses are strong but I look for more visual strength something to energize and pull in

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I remember this one...Its as though your words are engraved in my mind, I never forget something you've written as chiche.
No matter how deep and dark a poem may be, your wrods are so true and beautifully expressed...there is no fake-ness or bull*, your always a breath of fresh air...


