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"I know, therefore I am."
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Tag Archives: 1991
This poem was written Feb. 16, 1991. I suddenly had an image of a light purple rose lying on a pillow and created this. One Violet Rose laid upon my pillow as I came waltzing in on a string of … Continue reading
This poem was written Feb. 20, 1991. You are most beautiful And my love for you is strong As strong as the stone from which you are made Voluptuous and cold Smooth and hard Your marble curves carefully lovingly made … Continue reading
Written Feb. 15, 1991. Feed me I’m hungry Hungry for Knowledge Love Understanding Am I a gaping wound or a black hole? The analogy is moot when compared to my hunger my need my desire Help me I’m drowning drowning … Continue reading
This poem was an experiment … pushing my comfort level with expressing sexual desire. It was written February 20, 1991. Let my lips enfold you like petals about the stamen Let my hand caress you like the ocean caresses the … Continue reading
This poem was written February 8, 1991. A soul tormented filled with desire he cannot fulfill Filled with love he cannot express for in that moment when the teeth pierce the life flow and in a wave of passion pain … Continue reading
Written February 28, 1991. Be my daddy and take care of me Be my lover and love me Be my brother Be my friend Be my everything Let me be who I am Who I want to be and tell … Continue reading