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Kara Goss Mar 2013
soft strokes awake me in the early morning
neck kisses and ear whispers float across my body
fluffs of hair, winks of eyes
saying you make me happy
is a sad excuse for an understatement.
Kara Goss Feb 2013
guitar riffs move cheap **** as she sits in corners.
shake that hair ever so violently I just might have to warn her
if she does it again, it is off with her head.
Kara Goss Feb 2013
layer upon layer
layer upon overlay
multiples of subtraction
fools of the oldest days
sunshine stained
blessed by attraction
cooler than the coldest rain
moonlit plain
a growth flourished by ticks and tocks
a love not concerned with any of these clocks.
Kara Goss Feb 2013
the sky is that color again
that wretchedly beautiful grey,
utterly depressing,
yet soothing all at once.
Kara Goss Feb 2013
I smile
and wink
and flirt
and talk
Sometimes I make myself sick
Thinking about that night and why we had our first kiss.
Kara Goss Jan 2013
I loved you so much that even when you got away,
I let you go in peace, knowing that another deserves someone as great as you to call her babe.
Kara Goss Dec 2012
banking the movements of unorthodox room occupying elephants is only relevant to the elegant.
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