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Should I have shooed the cats from my bed? Shaken awake the silky tangle of feline true love curled at my feet? Shut their bedroom door against them? Perhaps, maybe, I don’t know.
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I, too, am guilty of the ancient, air-borne crimeThat for spring of woman usurping womanPerforating senses, she too winters over time. Ah! it behooves, how men like to believeThe more attractive this genome of woman is,The more dedicated will be her love. Disillusioned,…
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How did Hannibal get elephants through that?
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Though his heart aches
his melody seems to flow
It creeps into the dreams
of all in slumber in the valley below
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Thinking about your eyes (and melting).
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Prozac, Lithium, shock treatment,
a time machine, or to ask
Oz that you grow a new heart,
whatever it takes.
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beauty and love at first sight and this seemingly endless desire
washes and cleans my soul and makes me feel weak
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my eyes have seen many things over the course of my life to date; plenty is cherished, but too much has been monotonous, pedestrianmy hands, always striving, working, longing, trying for epic, eagermy lips would, if they could, be concerned exclusively with kissingmy …
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Orchids, and irises.
Tulips, and a sunflower too.
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