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 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
Yasmine
hands
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
Yasmine
you touched me
without using
your hands

it could not
have felt
any better
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
Yasmine
you lit a small flame inside of me
and then everything caught on fire
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
Yasmine
A human says,
"Last night I dreamed of…"

A poet says,
"You made me dream of…"
sometimes I forget to dream
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
R
Untitled
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
R
and I remember the days when I was so sure about everything, but all of what I was so sure of has been ruined.
at least the Sun comes up... Or will that cease to exist as well?
You fly
You blind
You poison
You ****
You are just dust in the wind
 Apr 2015 Christal Tan
NV
this is not a poem
          
          

                       *just a mere


image
consisting of

                                         straight lines
and curves
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