Pictures of you

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beach, cat, favorite, fishing, love, me, poem, poetry, you

I swam in the ocean as far as could be
to where the waves met a breaking sea
along the way I passed a whale or two
three sharks one dove and a picture of you

Was within my mind carrying me forth
over white horses toward the north
where an island approached
upon which I sat

On a sandy beach with nothing but a cat
who became my friend and taught me to fish
yes the life of Reilly I lived
but for one wish

To turn rocks then fire
into a meal for two
to trade in your picture
for the real you

The front room

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poem, poetry, Relationships, us, you

birds flew into the front room
through the fireplace
then suffocated and died
their bones withering at the hearth
on the window sill feathers lay
near you
cold tea and dry toast at your side
dusty boards about your feet
the tea cosy still warm
you didn’t much care for life anymore
the daylight was too far away now
as we sat
and talked
holding on tightly to all we had left
each other

three words

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bed, love, poem, poetry, rain, Relationships, roses, you

The rain etched along glass panes
stretching above roses to form in small circles outside
blown effortlessly up then across
by infrequent gusts of wind

I could hear our son walking in a straight line to the fridge
then back again
high above the floor below
in our bed

You said you wanted me to hold you
to take care of you
I wanted to touch your hair
your face
that space
between today and tomorrow
between the window and our bed
catching three words you said
I need you

Times two

you

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erotic fiction, girls, juice hole, poem, sasha, scream, wet, you

my juice hole is simply aching
longing to be touched
cant take it any longer
i need to be licked and sucked
i’m desperate now for anything
but its only for you that I dream
where are you when I need you
my cunt’s so wet i could scream