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If I had been born with a *****
I wonder how I would have used it
Would I have wielded my power?
Would I have identified as an alpha?

Would I be gentle or a brute?
Would I love or abuse?
Would I have been the enemy?
Or would I simply have been me?
pondering gender
Audra Dec 2018
You’re on my mind
Again.
Although I am not surprised,
For today we exchanged words—
And your hair was down.

You were in my dreams—
What a feat when
My subconscious uses brick
For the walls that shelter
All thoughts and feelings.

For it is dangerous
When I say:
You are on my mind
And in my dreams.
from last week.
Pauline Celerio Jun 2016
Maybe this is not our time.
Or maybe you're not mine.
But let my words bear witness
That at this certain moment
I am thinking of you, of us
And of the future that we shouldn't rush.
I am letting you go while still holding on
A sliver of hope that you'll be the one.
But this is not a cage for you and me
Because I want a love that is given free.
So if our path does not cross again,
Maybe it is the will of the heavens.
Or maybe this is not our time.
Or maybe you're not mine.
The silence is deafening.
My name is a lie Mar 2015
It is odd to think
we were all once
that child we admire
yet are scared to be
Sally A Bayan Dec 2014
(10W X 2)


Y o u ' r e
A name...a face,
L e T t E r S
An enigma???
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My  lullaby
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I ' m
Upright
Curved
Stretched
Reaching
Holding
Back.
I'm
Your
A r a b e s q u e.




Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***these two sets, after coffee and a cookie...***
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