I am lost.The winds are strong,amongst the skies, never ending.
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“A man can bare himself before others only out of a particular kind of love. A love which acknowledges, as it…
You came to me while I lay sleepingYet when I awoke you were gone.You left me with a taste,these words I share with others.
West, we rode & wrested away. the olde facades of Savannah,
TO BE SAFE
Once intimate names you were taught to whisper before sleep,
It’s more than a coincidence
That “pillow” rhymes/w “shadow”.
A Poem