john-stackpoole
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A Latin Tongue
Tu mano lays in my war torn hands / Your eyes linked con migo in a summer daydream / As your lips hunger with an animale desire to tear my skin
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May 19, 2013
I like you
I like you; / Simple enough to say, but a feat only few dare take. / I’d rather jump off an airplane.
31
May 16, 2013
Lost in you
Any voiceless winter morning, / Any brazing summer afternoon, / Any affectionate draft of spring,
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May 17, 2013
Taking off his collar
Ten minutes resounded throughout the vault of his mind. / It was the time set before the big match he was ordered to throw in. / An Italian immigrant, Jimmy was a man of few words.
42
May 15, 2013
That boy
I see this boy every now and then. / Every sunset and sundown, he walks into my view. / And what I see is a boy lost in a sea of torn faces.
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May 14, 2013
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