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There are timeswhen the words get all stuck and trappedon the insidewhen the throat closesyou can’t get it out. There are circleskeeping us from going forwardtrue loving thoughkeeps us from forgetting. We can escape on Sunny vacationswhere tan-lines went missingtopless in the sunshinethe golden warmththere on your waist and bottomreading and filling your mindyou’re my…

The Mother Daughter bondunlike any other one. A daughter must go forth pick and choose more carefully with that strong intuitiona mother leads by examplegenerations depend on her. Gender or otherwise,if it weren’t for our motherswe’d have less to celebrate so when a mother leaves usthe void is immeasurable. Some of us donate trees and…

The voice in that hourit does not matterfirst times ebb and flow,just as the beach driesit is dust I swear. The nighttime stands thereof course I’m wide awakeon the edge of quiet dismaythere are certain thoughts,and it’s then,the counting starts.

The trusted source coderunning through numbersthe prized girl strutsconfidence pours with each new step. I’m more impressedshe’s able to walk acrossa floor with broken glass. That soft powerful demeanorthe curves and musclematch her brilliant mind. Perhaps she is the girl, she’s certainly different against an infectious laughI want to inject her serumdeep in the vein…

Heavy are the whisperssoftly spoken tothat half moonthat swears it wants togive us more lightso we can focus. The nighttime airis too coldto kiss out hereour lips burnlipgloss passed from one. It always feels goodto be outsideseeing whohas the strongest exhale,all this,without laughing. This connection,when we crossed pathswas a little unexpectedeyes glanced sidewaysI wanted to…