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My Dear Poet Aug 6
There’s one word I hold
this one word is true
of all the words I know
and say to you
It has no pulse
nor heart
no beat nor sound
till it lives and breaths
where it is found
among all the words
between but two
it’s no better suited to sit
within ‘I’ and ‘You’
My Dear Poet Aug 2
it’s not
where it
ends

over
seeds
long

till
its
after

it’s over
grown
it’s gone
experiment.
a different way to draw meaning
My Dear Poet Jul 22
I do not remember
how it is that we forget
when and why we got here
and how we ever met

I do not remember
what we both can’t recall
words that we would say
or didn’t say at all

I do not remember
what you also do not
what we said we never will
and what we both forgot
My Dear Poet Jul 19
He asked her if she would like him
to get her a cup of coffee.

That would be amazing”, she replied.

No”, he said. “Amazing would be, me giving you the world”.

corny”, she said.

Nonetheless, he wished he could.
My Dear Poet Jul 13
I decided a long time ago
as long as a piece of string
I would be the one to cut it short
if you were to cut it thin
yes, It was a long time ago
along a long and lonely path
I longed to stretch it out
what you would cut in half
I decided a long time ago
as long as you were here
long is such a long ago
I, short of memory,
long to remember
My Dear Poet Jul 6
We slipped into the other
steadying ourselves
we balanced our hearts
till we fell into love
My Dear Poet Jul 5
Why do you always do that?”, she asked

What?”, I replied

That thing you always do! Even when I say don’t!

Am I doing it now?”, I asked

No…but when you do…don’t!

So, when I do it, you want me not to?

Yes!“, she exclaimed

So for me to stop doing it…I’d need to do it…right?”, I asked.
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