Tag: love poem
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Ripping Pages Off the Calendar by Julia Alexander
It’s May, and you are asleep on my couch. I count your fingers to make sure that you are real and you are all And, you are taking up all the space that my being has ever longed to inhabit. It’s July, and we are in my swimming pool. And everyone is around. And you…
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Hard Ice – Poem by P Chatelain
hard ice as i sit, lost, watching the clock tick, i pause. the time won’t.
