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 Dec 2012 Rickie Louis
Duck
If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.
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How can it be
you're just like me
and yet
we've never met

we laugh the same
know films by name
and quote the same sad song

but can't recall
meeting at all
though yet it don't seem wrong

the simple joy
of girl meets boy
and boy it feels so right

sometimes it seems
God answers dreams
as he did for us that night
You tie me to the bed
with knotted sheets each night
as I
toss and turn
dreaming of your hands
caressing me
clawing at my naked flesh
with freshly painted claws
your mouth inches
from mine
teeth bared as you bite
tugging my
bottom lip
between your lacquered lips
tongue tip teasing
the ache in me
as again I awake
perspiring
yet smiling


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She wakes the flowers from their beds,
washing with dew their sleepy heads.
She paints their petals fresh and new,
with crimson reds and azure blue.
The bumble bees and butterflies,
from perfumed flowers soft arise.
Taking to wing the gentleness,
of all her love and tenderness.
For my friend Marian as promised
"Be perfect! Be Perfect!"
That’s all that you say.
And I swear that I will be,
I'm closer each day.

"You're perfect, you're perfect"
Words I want to ring true.
I'm not, but I will be,
Though I already am to you.

I make myself perfect,
In my very own way.
Some might call it insane,
But what can I say?

Each fight with my dad?
I go add some more.
Each time we get angry?
A brand new score.

I'm perfectly imperfect.
It says so on my skin.
With my sharp razor blade,
I'm carving it in.

So please don’t worry,
I'm only doing as you wish.
I can deal with the pain,
It’s hardly a pinch.

Perfect, it says,
With my very own pen.
And I smile at the word,
And write it again.
Lately
I **L
ong
for the Love
that I once Left
when I chose the Lonely
path of discovery and difficult Learning.

My
steps Melt
into the Miles
I tread when Meandering
round town each cloudy Morning
'til each crisp and tender Midnight

Softly
I Sing
the tender Songs
not meant for Solitude
and gently drop a Sigh
waiting patiently for another ripe Summer
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If I should die,
And you should live—
And time should gurgle on—
And morn should beam—
And noon should burn—
As it has usual done—
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go—
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
’Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
That Commerce will continue—
And Trades as briskly fly—
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene—
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!
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