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Ask
If ask I shall receive
Ask please to forgive
Ask world to be kind
I'm a sinner too blind
To see the plain truth
The stains of my youth
Oh how what can I say
So many to wash away
To those I've sinned I ask only for forgiveness
Untitled
Pureness bare
Unadulterated and no
Quagmire of complexities
Suspenseful infertility of ideas
What better title if I ran out of titles

Words eagles circling in my head
Swoop to my jabbing fingers
A hummingbird in rhythm
Posted a poem online
Simply entitled
Untitled
packed up my old truck and my guitar too
heading on the road to start my life a new
maybe sing some songs in some country bar
one day make the big time become a country star


take a trip Nashville down in Teneesee
the home of country music is where i long to be
write a country song of my very own
perform it the Opry.  perhaps i will get known.

be a country star in the hall of fame
join the country stars with a famous name.
singing at the venues every here and there
along with all the big stars singing everywhere

singing country music is all i long to do
be a star one day make my dreams come true
singing on Tv and the radio
they would know my name every where i go.
The less clothes a woman wears out in public
The less I like
My interest takes a hike
Because I like women who respect themselves
I don't want to get with you to fornicate
I'll give a million signs to indicate
I'm not that kind of man
If you asked to wait until the marriage, that is something I will comply with without question
I'm not going to be with you for your body
Making love has been disgraced
With people using others
I'm not going to be that man
I have a plan
With you
If we're dating
It's not going to be several nights of lust and be romantically devastating
It will be moments to make your life more elating
You are a woman
A being so special
You owe none of us your body or your freedom
Men are not strong creatures in this sense
You are too special to be used
I ponder if I'll ever be good enough for a self-respecting women
Every day, I dream
Of copulation with you
You don't notice the feelings that make me move
Simply for you
Despite the sheer infidelity and lack of loyalty
I'll pay my royalties
By only desiring you and you only
You can get my fires started without trying too hard
If only you knew the disruption you create within me
Would you finally see the greatness
Within you.
I feel empty,
So I filled myself with lard.
Maybe now you'll dent me,
Manipulate my shards.

Coax me into being
Something you could love.
Doves are spilling, woven
Twillings, cataracts above.

Seeing is harder with you,
Especially from this shelf.
Why bite the hand that feeds you,
When you insist to feed yourself?

Do you feel empty too?
Let me squeeze your throat.
Feel the life within you
Squirm as my eyes pierce
Your thinly worn veil.
Your malleable body gaoled
To my hands, your mind rehearsed.
Even in the loudest room,
I'll make you sing.
 Nov 2017 Crandall Branch
Faith
My lips cant forget the happiness you touched your tongue with.

My hands still smell of your skin.

My belly still rubbles from laughter of tales of your whims.

My thoughts are on this beautiful get away.
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