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May 2013
Maybe I do miss
Hearing my name
Dive off her lips
Plummeting
Into my heart
From the heights
Of her voice;
Parasailing
To my ears
The sweetest breeze
Like the lightest kiss
On my dreary brow,
The allure of her
Like the glow
Of jewels
And trinkets,
But that she
Could procure
From such
A simple gesture
So much
Yearning
Was the red flag
That made me flee
And once I caught my breath
I spilled my guts
A catharsis of emotions
I couldn't imagine sinking into
A quick sanded trap
I barely escaped and I sigh...
APAD13 - 111 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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