Poetry
A wild man is not a boyfriend, he is a force.
Can you love me in the blinding heat of a birthing star, when I shower warmth on distant moons? Can you love me in the hole of the cosmic Black,...
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The Warrior Questions
Over leather boiled and mail oiled, Rooted I stand with sword gleaming. Eyes squinted, tuned for battle, Scanning, searching for demons teaming. As I wait at ready my arms grow...
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Beseeching Sleep's Mistress
Cursed be the early birds That chirp before the morn, Mocking as I sleepless lay With bedsheets all a-worn. Mercy! O’ elusive temptress, Pour yourself into my eyes. Let me...
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A Prayer for a Nightmare
O’ demons of fire, minions of fright, Do your worst as I sleep this night. Shake my bed, unloose my sheets, Compel my heart to thundering beats. Make the sweat...
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Another Rival
I wish you were my equal. I wish you were my better. I wish you had incredible strength so I could forge my body to unbending steel, and meet you...
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To My Rival
I wish you were a great man. Broad shouldered. Quick witted. Smooth like James Bond, Cool like James Dean. I wish. But you are not. And nor will you ever...
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