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  Oct 2014 Rupal
Tiffanie Noel Doro
When did I become a sea creature swimming against a current of blood-
produced from my very own marrow-
Cellular departure-  
generated by a gasping heart

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
Just call me Heart-ness
  Oct 2014 Rupal
Mary Elizabeth
The glass just is.
In existence.
Not full.
Not empty.
I heard our song last night
it was your whispers in the rain
just one more time you held my hand
and you told me one last time, you loved
just me, and me only, our song held my heart
and made me cry for your love, that last night was
amazing, I knew I was lost, and I was found, when we
made love you fulfilled my every whim, when you were my man.
You didn't want to break my heart, you told me over and over
but I drifted and I didn't realize you were the world to me
you gave my heart a break, when i walked out of our
life, there were things we did not discuss, the heart
breaks, and singing of my life, with your words
that were whispers in the wind, I heard your
love and your touch in the day of our
hearts, Singing my soul so raw, so
new and being blue, looking for
love, with promises from
you ..

"listening for your whispers in the rain."*

Debbie Brooks 2014
I miss your whispers
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