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Fascinating how people swim in our steam.
A beautiful soul recently grooved into mine.
Before you swam along,
I was eager to confide.
Someone to recognize why I am the way I am.
Surviving a parallel pain.
A victorious warrior princess.
Someone like me.
Deciding to re-direct my flow.
Putting my words out in the world.
I stumble upon your poem called “waiting to happen”
Powerful words matching my thinking.
I comment… You reply.
Words united, feeling liberated.
Trusting a stranger, clashing off beat.
An unlikely friendship immediately cultivated.
Admiring your strength and journey.
3000 miles apart, still like-minded harmony.
A sweetheart, I chirp to with indulgence.
You are an unexpected gift in my life.

© Jl 2016
This one is for you Pixievic
 Jan 2016 Katie Perner
Ginelle
Death
 Jan 2016 Katie Perner
Ginelle
It's funny how the feeling in your chest can be intertwined with the intense feeling of passionate love and the feeling of ultimate death
i dont ******* know what i'm typing. sorry.
My eyes are burning
And my *** needs some space
This kid is staring at me
He has a big grin on his face
For 6 hours he's been awake
Bouncing around on three seats
It almost seems like someone
Has given him **** to eat
I stuff myself with pills
To try to get some sleep
But the kid is keeping me up
So soon I'll make him weep
I will whisper in his ear
That santa isn't real
And I'll describe to him
How chicken-pox will make him feel
I'll tell him about the dentist
How bad it hurts to drill
And how much he'll have to work
To be able to pay his bills
How hard it is to get a girl
How expensive a driving lesson is
The statistics of failing marriages
And how you can get ****** from a kiss
I'll tell him all of this and more
If he doesn't sit down and shut up
And if he still won't calm down
I'll show him *******
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“Nature” is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
 Nov 2015 Katie Perner
Kareena
You are the kisser of pigment on my lips
With your entrancing, dancing fingertips
You are the sweet surprise I seek
The strands of hair brushed from my cheek
For you, my love
 Nov 2015 Katie Perner
Kareena
You call a few miles away from me far
Hoping I had left something inside your car
For some small excuse to see me once more
To drive back to me and open the door
Voices trembling, fighting back tears
Do goodbyes get easier with ongoing years?
No, I doubt it, they never were free flowing and nice
We say one more hug, but we always do twice
I can't tell you that I'm going to be strong
My heart does get weak when I know that you're gone
But still we press on and I yearn for you
And you call on me then and I know you yearn too
But when we do meet again, finally, all is right
You hug me so tenderly, kiss me goodnight
That I forget all that our visits are temporary
That when I'm alone, the real world is scary
That time is so precious, and that you are too
So close to my heart, I'll always keep you
So when you call me, I reply with voice cracking apart
"Yes, I left something with you, please bring back my heart"
They never do get easier

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