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NEVER WITHER

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She is the
strand of
my imagination
a gift of beautiful flower
she blooms and blossoms
my feelings will never
wither.

 

 

NOTHING COMPARES

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It was a
night full
of magic,
sketches
of fright
from my
purity and
flow of
desires,
the crack and
the anticipated
piercing called
for a scream,
but his poetic soul
and tenderness
made the difference,
I know pleasure
but not like this,
it was worth
the wait.

LET IT FLOW

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I do not veil
my emotions,
my passion
is revealed
without fear,
I do not hold
back my tears
my pains I write
freely in poetry,
my burning desires
are not allowed to
set me ablaze
I confess them,
void has no place
in my heart
because the secrets
of my fullness and
pleasure are never
hidden.