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torch
I have carried one For twenty seven years I have no idea where the fuel comes from To keep it burning Why your name is now etched in the palm of my hand Where I have clutched this torch But I do know that it gives A beautiful Light.
thief
In the night Of Love You take what's not yours To fill some need, some hole Silent and stealthy
pretzel
Breakfast? Snack? Dinner every night of the week? Any time. This twisty doughy salty puzzle of delight Can fill the need And make you happy And bring you peace And light And love.
mole
Hillocks, green tunnels Where my foot sinks As I run from the large tree that is first base to the sidewalk square that is second. Mole hills Ruin my game. I’m not so sad when the cat comes home with you dangling from the corner of her mouth.
mole
Hillocks, green tunnels Where my foot sinks As I run from the large three that is first base to the sidewalk square that is second. Mole hills Ruin my game. I'm not so sad when the cat comes home with you dangling from the corner of her mouth.
tempted
It takes only a little convincing that I deserve it that I work so hard, and that no one else really understands and that surely, this won't hurt anyone and that I will be better, if only I can have this one time
vodka
Cold nights Still Clear Bleakness and anguish Distilled in an icy glass I think there's a reason I find vodka depressing.
glowing
Luminous Radiant Iridescent light moves from somewhere inside The center Outward Not the focus But The source
bones
Under the layers Under flesh and nerve Muscle and vein Under life itself The structure that shapes us But without the layers What are we? Sticks and stones and broken.
console
Inevitable disappointment As we hope once again, work toward that anticipated end Think, dream that this time Really, It's going to be different. And then we console ourselves that at least We tried At least we dreamed, we hoped At least we haven't given in Given up.
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