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Puceau
By Maladroit
Maybe,
if I could bottle you up
and self medicate
in your purity-
there,
in you-
I'd find a cure,
in me.
I could be like the dragonflies in my yard-
a multitude of roaring wings,
beckoning a mate
into a new flight.
And I could start all over..
And you could stay the same..
Because your sameness is everything I lack..
and
your
admission
is
everything
I
can
never
get
back.
So, please, just let me substitute myself with
..you..
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Copyright 2012 Maladroit
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A former member wrote:
Awww this is a really neat poem Mal I really love this one. Although you should never settle for any less then the best girl. :)
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On Sunday, September 2, 2012, dwells
(4284)
wrote:
Ah, but then you wouldn't be you (and either would the other) - change is inevitable, even when it is sometimes at a glacial pace, cheers!
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On Sunday, September 2, 2012, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
...nice, a desire to be anchored in his safe harbor...
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On Sunday, September 2, 2012, Devilish
(2657) wrote:
You always give me the chills in one way or another, I love your poetry woman. and still wanna ravage you ..
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On Sunday, September 2, 2012, eidos
(41) wrote:
There is something so longing in this. Wanting so badly to help, to be helped. This hurt to read.
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A former member wrote:
Beautiful and I loved the dragonflies...wings...rainbow in the sun. So pretty...awwwee...
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