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Richard Grahn May 2017
I’m breaking the rules
This page is littered with prose
It’s what I must do
Back to writing about writing.
Richard Grahn May 2017
She sings a sweet tune
With a whisper and a sigh
One heart passing by
Richard Grahn May 2017
My fingers started in her hair
And tangled up in her curly locks
So soft and very silky there
I dreamed of things that we could share

Her lips so close
She cooed to me
Into my ear she whispered……….“please”

My hand, it drifted to her face
And touched her cheek
That rosy place

Where tears of laughter once ran free
Her blush of love smiled back at me

I took her nape and held her close
She smiled at me and nudged my nose

Our lips entwined as flesh combined
My heart jumped harder as the kiss got wetter

My hands they roamed about her curves
I could taste the scent
Of her succulent breath

My mind was spinning
As I tore at her dress
My buttons popped
As she exposed my chest

Breast to breast
And cheek to cheek
The castle burned
And the walls came down

We lost ourselves in the whirling gyre
Undulating in a torrid fire

The sands of time beneath our feet
Were swept away in the blinding fray

Our hearts came together
Where two should meet
Our magic together
Is now complete
  May 2017 Richard Grahn
Paul Jones
They're now as faint as     the edge of memory -
the words you spoke, the     seed of what was said.
22:00 - 07/05/17
State of mind: reminiscence, certainty, gladness.

Thoughts: from conversations - an idea about how impacting a few strong word can be, perhaps even shaping the person you become.

Question: For every person we meet, what can be said to have the greatest meaning, to have the deepest impact?
  May 2017 Richard Grahn
Paul Jones
I have a feeling     and it carries me,
through the veins, to the     heart of the matter.
18:30 - 09/05/17
State of mind: anxious, troubled.

Thoughts: from thinking - originally about how my thoughts are like a lightning storm... and then this.

Question: Is emotion to the mind what oxygen is to the body?
Richard Grahn May 2017
The twilight listens
For the pluck of a heartstring
Melodies unfold
Finally got the titles straighten out for this and the last poem. Stardust took hours. This one took minutes. Go figure.
Richard Grahn May 2017
In the realm of space
Time churns many stars to dust
Powdering the sky
Every line in this gave me fits. Hours and hours of fits. Started with a concept that just wasn't interested in confoming to the form.
And to make matters worse I gave it the wrong title initially.. It changed so much it no longer matched the original title.
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