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TheConcretePoet Dec 2020
your
       naked

unique
                body     should
            only belong
    
               to someone ...

            that
               falls in love
                   with your
         naked
    
            unique

soul.

'Yours and  everyone's concrete-poet'
👷🏿‍♂️👷🏻‍♂️
TheConcretePoet Dec 2019
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like a tree,

     i have

        lost all

   of my

          leaves.

but,

     as the snow

        dresses me,

    i realize that

       i am not dead

           but rather,

   i am simply, free.

        free to

    stand against

        every gale,

every breeze,

            never alee.

and i will,

     because even

         goliath - the giant he,

          was fell by

      by a mortal

         named David,

just like me.
TheConcretePoet Nov 2019
You touch me
without using
your hands.

You touch me
without saying
a single word.

You touch me
as if
you were the wind.

You touch me
like rain
as it falls
down my cheeks,
like a
snowflake
that lands
on my
eyelashes.

You touch me
like the sun,
a perfect
sunny and 75.

You touch me
without being here,
without me
seeing you.

You touch me
and,
my heart
feels you...
my soul seems
wrapped
around you.

You touch me
every morning,
every evening,
every way,
every day,
to let me know
that you...
and everything
will be
okay.

— The End —