The Final Gift
When we were young and so in love,
we held each other fast.
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Autumn
The wicked sky is an oil painting
smeared and fading
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Beach Dreams
Water etched by rip tides
Pounds upon the beach.
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Night to Remember
It was a night to remember
In the crisp, cool air
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My Pain
Look into the ocean...
What do you see?
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Baby Girl
Little hands, so tiny...
Bright eyes, so blue.
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Poem # 71
One day I wrote her name on my hand,
But then came the sweat and eroded it away.
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Sweet Talk
Poet: When I wake up in the morning
And I see your eyes sparkling with joy
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Afterglow
Softly we drown through the gathering whiteness,
Float we in splendour on ripples of calm:
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I Will Admit It
I have tried to hide it,
Because of issues in the past.
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