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Have you seen the revolution?
did it quiver your repulsion?
sitting there in feigned rejection,
laughing at his resurrection.
Gone is word of insurrection,
take it now to your affection,
entertain his sweet deception
while he plays with his *******.
Call me a cynic......
Did you travel here through darkness
Touch my cheek, whisper my name
your eager hand my swift undoing
your kisses bringing skin aflame.
Did you love me oh so deeply
as you entered velvet dark
did you hear my breathless yearning
did you race my bitter heart.
Now I wake in lonely bedroom
hushed and longing in your wake
I **** the earth, her cruel circumference
and beg her now my soul to take.
Tonight I'll sleep the sleep of angels
and dream as only sinners do
of distant shores and carnal pleasure
in hope it brings me back to you.
Hillary wants the top job
in Washington D C
but to give her position
would be a travesty

America had one Clinton
at the White House
does it really need
the other spouse

the oval office
can't be stained by Hillary
it took well enough
of Bill's awful villainy

a fresh outfit
is sorely sought at the place
Americans don't want
a trace of Hillary's face
with stitches of love
he repaired the fabric
in her bereft soul
by Sanders Bohlke**

Somewhere
I wanna go there
I wanna go there with you

Your light is my witness
Oh and your tears are my storm
And your grave is my enemy
Oh and your skin is my form

Somewhere
I wanna go there
I wanna go there with you

Your prayers are my treason
Oh and your rain is my hell
And your words are my freedom
And your soul is my shell

Somewhere
I wanna go there
I wanna go there with you

Your fire is my lifeblood
Oh and your heart is my throne
Oh and your will, oh your will is my fortune
Oh and your fate is my own

Somewhere
I wanna go there
I wanna go there with you
A beautiful song before bed in hope of sweet dreams.
 Jul 2014 TheExpat
Jonny Angel
A mountain downpour
plays its melody
on oaken boards
& I lie here alone,
starring into the pitch
humming a sacred tune
& thinking of you,
I kiss the cool night air,
remembering
the pretty blue flower
you wore in your hair
the night you left me
crying in the rain.
I want a baby.
I want to carry
Life
In me
I want it planted
From the
Man
That I
Love
I want it kick
It's little
Feet
Against me
I want to hold
It when covered
In blood
When being born
I want to hear
It's first
Laugh
I want to hold
It when it
Cries
Read to it
At night
Watch it take
It's first steps
But most
Importantly
I want to
Give it the
Life
That I never had
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