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It was the hottest kind of sticky city day, and the first dark stain they found proved not to be blood but a cherry ice pop, dropped and melted from ...

i need you as you need i everything we see its eye to eye conversations last for hours as we sit in fields of fragrant flowers worlds apart yet still ...

Hey everyone! I'm really horrible at categorizing poetry but I'm pretty sure this one fits in here. This poem was my baby for a long time and I think I've ...

Roses Like satin on the fingertips, Wet with dew, Like a lovers sweet sweat, After you have coaxed the last gasp from their lips. And when the petals of roses ...

stars whispered, gates closed. fear mounted, as red sun rose. a new day dawned, a battle won. people mourned, for what had begun. ... I would post the next verse ...

Oh gray threads, Will you envelop me Into a heart-warming embrace Of Brotherly love? To cover, to share the warmth That only you can provide? Oh, as I don you ...