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pgherna
pgherna
60/M/American Reflections
I may not be a great nor good dancer(admittedly) But I will make you remember our slow dance The gentle embrace of my arm round your waist, my fingers playfully teasing your back ,bringing you closer to me rest your head on my shoulder ,my chest , you can hear (no feel) my heart keeping rhythm with the music , the moment .
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Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 12:10 AM UTC
Dance
It’s the beginning of a summers night drizzle There’s a breeze It brings a smell of the days heat to an end. Cooling down Inviting the soul to refresh itself and enjoy the sound A rooftop lullaby
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 1:00 AM UTC
A rooftop lullaby
Im an era, a black and white movie, A character with a heart on my sleeve, an arm a hand to hold Im a song from the past a ballad a rhythm a slow dance
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Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
Me..
From my eyes I look upon this face I see the wonder And feel the Warmth There is Comfort In the Joy And longing In the Sadness To be witness to it all And to know Why
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
Why I ....
Touch is a memory Lingering so sweetly from the past, And longing to be enjoy in the future. a caress , a kiss, a nibble a cheek, a neck Such a journey :)
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 9:49 AM UTC
Untitled
episodes are my tragedy, they can break a spirit and crush a soul sadly overwhelming ...But Living thru an episode , is a cause of celebration of strength and character When you survive an episode you get to experience the Moments, Moments to cherish, Moments to be happy, Moments to smile, Moments to share and reminisce
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
Episodes and Moments
A Brush with Starry Starry Night It is a honeymoon of sorts a romance a chance to bare Witness to the birth of a Memory the beginning of a Reminisce a Daydream, the Time will come to leave this Starry Starry Night with the Hope to embrace it again
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC
A Brush with Starry Starry Night
I took a journey on a trail , and along the way I got lost . On this path each step becomes so familiar , the stride ,the sounds,the smell even the taste of the morning mist , there is comfort on the path that slowly turns hypnotic and then it happens , the soul , the mind , the heart lost to the journey
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
Lost
Lust is just a  few inches away from love ,it hides behind the skimpiest of clothing with scents that cling to ear lobes,necklines and hidden treasures ,it's an adventure for the senses , a trip that goes up and down and then around with pauses to smile,  better yet a grinnnn .
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Aug 15, 2012
Aug 15, 2012 at 11:28 PM UTC
Pleasure
Love always betrays, it last but a moment, and causes pain. Remember why we like and then love, don't let them overtake each other, but let them be a part of each other
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Aug 4, 2012
Aug 4, 2012 at 6:15 PM UTC
hopelessly hopeful