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A Warm Cookie
in your off-white cable-knit sweater you’re all cute and fuzzy like a warm cookie you smell of sweet promises and vanilla cream batter that I lick off the spoon
Dewdrop On a Maple Leaf
dewdrop on a maple leaf a maple leaf in a dewdrop october wind in the song of a chickadee the song of a chickadee in october wind i walk quietly down the golden path my steps echoing through the universe
My Sweet Bird of Paradise
I wrote this poem last year, while I was going through a major loss in my life and was trying to cope with the enormity of it all. Now I changed he to she and would like to dedicate it to N. … Continue reading
I Love Not Man the Less, but Nature More.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods; There is rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more. –Lord Byron
Pesem o knjigah / A Book Poem
I just realized today, that there’s a poem out there written about me! I’ve had many addictions in my life, like addiction to sweets and chocolates, addiction to playing sports, addiction to shopping but now all that is gone and there’s … Continue reading
A Gypsy Night With Josephine
i met a girl, whose name was josephine her hair was blond and braided her body brown and lean. her feet were small and lovely a dimple in her chin her cheeks were smudged with chocolate her shaggy wolf was tim. … Continue reading
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