Daily Archives: April 3, 2012

The promised land

close your eyes and let me dream for you, a quiet place in our space, where you shall be free to be who you are and stay the way you are, touch and feel your way there now, it’s yours … Continue reading

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Smoke(d and)screen(ed)

i can’t stay ramrod straight my back does hurt. even as i lean away, i’m afraid of hurting you by the slope, breaking the ropes and plunging headlong into i know not what. let me home and keep me home, … Continue reading

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A Tossed Salad

When black-eyed peas met hazelnut by choice there were sparks and static, all too erratic! Nutty and fruity, paced with pulses and peace in pieces, a union for sure in no ready-made manner however 😉 Here’s to more such wholesome … Continue reading

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Puzzle(d) (and) in pieces

why do you act so busy? do you really think i’m a  floozy? didn’t i say i love you soo? that is not enough, is that it? sign the pact and stick the rest? am i the rock-bottom that you … Continue reading

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Blueberry wind

i have you in a blueberry bind, rocking you back and forth again, knowing that i can’t hold you back, that you’ll soon slip out of my grasp, soar so high and meet the sky but for now, i have … Continue reading

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Run like the wind

whistling a while and then walloping for some more, waltzing with the daisies and then, tripping them like crazy, capricious kid of nature i love you all around.

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ice ice baby

icy queen singing a frigid tune tapping me well and then ticking me off for coming too close to her dragon lair it was a dare, but one i adore shaking  a leg with her icicle keg, powdering the blast, … Continue reading

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