daring acrobat
poet in the center ring
writes without his muse
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she never seeks me
kind enough in her response
but always distant
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start with lingerie
playing our way to naked
stay there forever
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i wish you loved me
at least thought of me sometimes
maybe once in a while
one as old as i
who never felt touched by love
but who spilled so much
would once like to know
has it been worth this long wait
once himself be loved
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thought maybe this time
but this time's no different
from other sadness
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we can make it last
pretending that you love me
ignoring the truth
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it's silent inside
where my heart's supposed to beat
to keep me alive
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i've lived in darkness
for nearly forty years now
still can see no light
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hope to find the one
who can understand my love
how it blends with lust
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buzzing by my cheek
message from a busy bee
sealed with drops of honey
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share water with us
we will talk with the ancients
on the rusty ground
Inspiration: Stranger In A Strange Land, by Robert Heinlein
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we will stop the clock
in the world of you and me
with endless kisses
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i secretly watch
that thing she does with my words
as they touch her skin
bold passion enters
her dark desires driven forth
her heartbeat racing
she knows i'm watching
and this drives her past the edge
her fountain overflows
Donovan Baldwin