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 May 2014 Ann Voge
Curtis
Sparks
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Curtis
Creativity is overwhelming me
Why now!
I must sleep

I want to play and write and think!
I do not want to sink
Sink into my dreams tonight
Only to be awake before mornings light!

There need not be such a schedule!
To think twenty-four is to be a fool
Why waste this spark!
Why must I sleep in the dark
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Doy A
Fogged Up
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Doy A
Roll the windows down
Because it's getting harder to breathe
With your mouth on my neck
And my hips on yours


Roll the windows down
Because it's fogging up now
And it's getting harder to see
Who's coming our way


Roll the windows down
So they can hear me scream
As you push me down
And I pull you in


I live for these stolen nights
With your arms, strong, around me
And your kisses, hungry, to feed me
Your voice, ecstasy, to calm me


But daylight is coming
It's too soon, I know.

We have to roll the windows up
I can't let them see me
In this stranger's car
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Einalem
10/09
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Einalem
I've messed up.
I don't feel obligated to you
but I know I'm in love.

We've scratched at each other's hearts
only to see if we could leave scars
but I'd never go further.

I don't know about you though.
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Jeremy Todd
We are all nothing ,you know.
Just a bunch of wiggles. We know
not how or why, we just wiggle.
The words and symbols we use
to describe the impossibility
of what is going on around us
will never amount to anything.
They exist only in minds, the
universe connects much beyond
anything we can see or think.
Or how we consider thinking
something we do, and our heartbeat
is something that happens to us.
How much of me is me?
How much experience does it take,
for me to be me?
The answer is, of course, infinite.
Time is only relevant in the
Eternal Present, which is how
we experience the world,
... but often forget it.
 May 2014 Ann Voge
Nomad
You're a world away from me,
my friend over there,
you're too far to hear me shout,
when I yell to the air.

You're a world away from me,
when you need me the most,
and when you tell me this truth,
I pale like a ghost.

You're a world away from me,
and I can't help but sigh,
because now I feel useless,
I could just sit here and...
cry.

But I won't.

Because A world away,
is nothing to me,
it won't stop this friend,
from helping another you see?

I'll do what I have to,
to get to where you are,
I'll fly, I'll drive,
I'll move the mountains and walk on water,
I'll go the distance, no matter how far!

Because my friend
you're worth every second,
you who are oh so,
very, very distant!

Never fear, never fear,
Don't give up hope my dear!
Because You're worth that much and more,
so much more to me.

So a world away,
or even two.
This ol' boy's gonna do,
what a boy's gotta do,
just
to get
to you.

Even if you're a world away.
I wait for your call,
just a word, or my name, is all you need to say.

And I'll be there,
No longer a world away.

Just me,
right here,
To stay.

With You.
Just have a room for me to stay!
 Apr 2014 Ann Voge
forgotten
I wish I had the ability
To write a poem
To go to sleep
To interact with people

But all I can find myself able to do
Is make myself a cup of coffee
Stare out the window into the emptiness
And let my imagination flow
With thoughts of you
Thoughts of us
What we could be
 Apr 2014 Ann Voge
Kareena
A little pinch of guilt
A sprinkle of passion
A touch of desire
And a heaping spoonful of desperation
*For good measure
 Apr 2014 Ann Voge
JK Cabresos
I love my poetry
more than rivers
beneath the moonlight,
more than whispers
of the cold wind,
a kiss on my skin.

If I fall, we collide
in each other's arms
so romantic,
so beautiful,
so lovely,
with my poetry.

My inspiration,
my contentment,
my life,
my everything.

I love my poetry
for a thousand ages,
even time comes
I could no longer fathom
the pain in my heart
from burning bridges.

I love my poetry,
you are my poetry.
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