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summer poemliving under her comes the familiar blues waves of smooth jazz that seduce me take me backsummer poem
the weatherman says it'll rain
against the window I rest my head,
on the other side a cat shoulders my pane.
fans are ticking overhead
it is perhaps the hottest day
in june
the sun is starting fires down south,peeling layers from my skin but not even the sun will burn from the longest road, these places I have been.
by ~liesinaugust
He gave me thisA park at night the two of us walking slowly through it as the rest of the world sleptHe gave me this
This is what he gave me
slow songs dancing in circles for hours around words, time and good-bye
This is what he gave me
with him he brought the moon and the stars or a perfect setting sun and though I knew it wasn't his doing the sky would follow
us everywhere we would go
He gave me this
The first sign of winter. snow in my hair. A promise,
turning pale in his hands.
I wa
by ~liesinaugust
hereafterI am with you no more for our relationship has come undone at the seams like waking up in the middle of a good dream and you know the truth as well as Ihereafter
it doesn't take long before lovers forget as any dream blurred among morning routine
I am with you no more and dread the day when you and I are simply passersby without a glance in the other's direction or maybe you will turn away leaving me to burn holes in the back of your head knowing what we were,what we've become,what we'll always be
I still love you it's true but maybe a little less
by ~liesinaugust
absurb fridaysThe sun has been missing for days (and days and days) I've been pretending to know what it's like to walk through your mind It's always darker than most afternoons but always friday.Always at noon.absurb fridays
I've seen you on every corner.
drinking coffee.reading the news.Sometimes just looking.But not at me.no.You never would look at me.
Once I saw a naked girl who didn't look like me at all but you made love to her and mouthed my name when she couldn't see.
But she was bigger than me.Awkward moving.Didn't seem to fit like I did.I hoped she didn't remind you of me.
by ~liesinaugust
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I like your poem...but...you need more! I demand it!
*demandy demands*
--
I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
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