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She is a beautiful sight
As she she walks across the room
To fetch my creamy delight

Oh how i miss her so
Standing there across the room
At a counter of cream froze

And i know shell be back soon
So i have to say goodbye
Cause im a goon
Ice cream
Her eyes
Her senses
Her perspective

Her skin
Her emotions
Her feeling

Her face
Her body
Her beauty

...and her love
Annie Coleman
I am free
Free to think and dream of endless possibilities,
Free to laugh like it’s the first and dance like it’s the last
Free to define my life with my own hands, to see the world with new eyes - my eyes.

~ a poem : part 3
This is an 8 part poem, with a new part added each day. Thank you for reading and feedback is appreciated!
Love me the way the wind loves the trees
******* away
Rustle my leaves

Love me the way the sky loves the sun
Light up my day
Fill it with fun

Love me the way the sea loves the shore
Wash my heart clean
Kiss me some more

Don't leave me in Autumn
When the branches are bare
Don't leave me in Winter
When the sun isn't there

Keep loving me in Spring
When the tides start to turn
Keep loving me in Summer
When my skin starts to burn

Just love me the way
A boy loves a girl
And we will just wait
For this love to unfurl
 Mar 2015 Brooke Conner
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all else has led me to truth
never the consent
of some stumbling king
without his thrown
somewhere
is a broken crown of thorns
trampled now
those who will no longer be known

— The End —