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Hey all, sorry to repost this one so quickly, I'm thinking of entering it into a poetry competition and would appreciate any comments that you can offer. It's been redone ...

As I watched you, As you watched them, I thought of the bare Patch of skin near your Hip-line and the breasts beneath The shirt. While you, (while you) You ...

Freeze my blood till I have rose-red wood in my veins: Blood they say is the thought of the brain. Place me in ice and exorcise that Sylvan Beast. Yet, ...

Let us go to the Cliffs, Just you and I, Let us go to the Cliffs. “Should we go,” I say. You shake an unsure head, “Should we go,” you ...

Now I am sixty and my eyes are failing, so the blue-hued kettle on the kitchen counter becomes a dark apparition. A marauder’s mask with horns; scarier still I cannot ...