shatter, and
you crackle like a thousand
fireworks bursting and
lighting up the sky,
shatter, and
my legs quake to hold you
between them, so
tightly that,
our bodies would
shatter

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that is how men are,
in real,
or maybe that is how emotional men
feel for real.

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as you slowly slip into a sound sleep beside me,
i watch the mist of your body vapourize into eternity,

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I love winter nights for their dead silence and agonized melancholy; I can hear the dribble so evidently and yet I am unsure whether its from the neighbor's unclosed tap or pits of my eyes.

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A great morning love

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// Honey Suckle//

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***continued***

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..tore me to pieces and
you shall kiss me there where
shards lay on my barren gapped me
and the wetness from your flowing love
will join my shreds into one whole self.

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If...

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His poetry and his poems..

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Abundance.

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