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For Miranda
For Miranda picture me as Whistler’s Mother , arranged in black and grey watching a magic-lantern shadow-show ‘ recherche du temps perdu’ us...
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sempre Lisboa
out of margarine dry toast for breakfast half a can of beans instant coffee, black - milk’s on the turn I live alone - since I blew it with Esther...
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This Is For You
. This Is For You By Paul McCann You made time to see me when I needed you too and you gave me attention when I spoke to you . Something in your...
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The Wonders Of Love
. The Wonders Of Love By Paul McCann I’ll never forget the first time we met and from that day I‘ve nothing to regret . The moment that you came,...
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Needing Hugs
When a mother's voice captures time special as an angel's kiss, gentle flutter of wings, quivering leaves in captured breeze, my innocence yearns to...
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Eleanor, a poignant encounter
I saw Eleanor from far off she wore her trademark sewn-in mirrors in a sparkling red gold blue bandanna she walked unsteadily, like a sailor on shore...
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- 284 reads
From A Window
Smooth honey releases energy sweeter than lingering syrupy kisses, longing to feast on fruity delights... caring too much these delicate matters,...
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Touch Of Class
Alabaster Smoothness Stirs senses, Deep calm Of touch As fingers Slide across Cold curves. Body would boast warm Sensuality If human, Subjected to...
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I'll Call You At Midnight
I’ll call you at midnight. When the guilt is like ten thousand faultless people lying on top of you. I call you at midnight. When you only remember...
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