Without the magic
Of the highest highs
And the lowest lows
The waiting, anticipating,
Hoping, thrilling
To be remembered
To be kissed
To be loved
Each day morphs into night
Each night morphs into day
My life is without light
My heart is without hope
My flesh is without fantasy
And the most powerful magic is
Illusion
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He’s Gone
He’s lost to me –
My heart is as empty as
An ever-expanding hole of
The blackest space
He is dead to me
And yet my mind cannot comprehend
My flesh cannot accept
My dreams cannot understand
That he is gone from me
And never coming back
infatuation
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Wily Charms
Take me naked
Take me dressed
Take me anywhere
The way you like best
Take me wild
Take me free
Unlock the desires
In the woman you see
I’ll be yours
I’ll open my arms
I’ll submit myself
To your wily charms
Victory Ahead
Another day
Of a finite count
Washed downstream
To an endless ocean
Past behind
Mystery ahead
Edging forward to
A certain victory
Rejection
I have no point to prove
Wish there was more to say
Or even more to share
But I have no words
To say to you
The hurt runs deep and wide
Like blood flowing through my veins
It never goes away
I’ve learnt the lesson
Will live to tell
Lust
Your voice broke through
The broken light
Your lips found mine
Under a blackened sky
Our bodies melted into one
Betrayed again by our brutal
Lust
Hope
In hope I wait
For a sunny sky
And birds to sing
From heavens high
Flicker
Your face flickers
In front of me
Your eyes haunt
The depth of me
Cyclone
An overcast day
Aftershock of a cyclone’s wrath
A world weeps
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