Best Artlessly Poems

Can you dance with me?
Can you match me step for step?
Are our souls in sync, 
Our bodies a natural fit?
Does the music playing harmonize our soul movements?

The precarious titillation of those first steps.
Matching skill for skill
While looking earnestly for grace.
Counting the beat
While listening for the...

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I have breathed you in it seems a lifetime of times, correlated in seconds becoming rarer.
Each shorter than the last, each with more adoration as i exhale every molecule of trial and error.
My cup artlessly empty at the commencement of our eternal long embrace.
Filling gradually...

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No more suprises now christmas holds,
As day by day I’m growing old.
This I wish to confess,
Now christmas makes me pretty depressed.
I was fond of natural yule tree,
But now my grandchildren pick it from online for discount or free.
Within a seconds the remote control automatically decorates,
I...

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I do not fear the messiness of death—
The cold, dreamless sleep, ghastly blue.
What I fear at my last breath
Is total separation from you.

All that we had together, all that we knew
Will be as if they never were, not even a blur.
I cannot abide the thought,...

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I still taste the bitter fog clenched in my jaw.
my eyes playing ping pong in my face.
searching for the tenderness I adored, concealed by deception
Didn't think it would be you.
to bruise my body, my ego, my love
wickedness I never thought you'd do
maybe once the tears...

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warm-copper serene sky
artlessly proud poise high
Autumn's own palettes lie
in a scene kinder sigh

force through in wondrous high
migration birds loud cry
v-formation they fly
heaven bound they go by

10/9/2022...

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Elegance is the blue of the ocean,
ageless paragon's heartbeat in motion.

Never calm, but ripples and hoary froth;
enigmatic creatures that feel it's wroth.

The waves beget in outcome underscores
Its thirst for helpless endless sandy shores.

Its sheer breast resonates idyllic sound
and cool scent of briny seaweed earthbound.

It merges...

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In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered
Some of the poems I can greet 
Some of the poems I can feed
In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered

Some of the poems I can greet
From the mountain of immortal love
Where flying the happiest white...

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Centered, I envision my next flux for the illuminant
Deepening each stretch, I angle to the ruminant
Breaths breathed deep, I press into a bent round
Clearing my mind space, hands grasping at the ground

Mornings pass by, entering each one in the same
Renewing by imitating nature's avid, sparking...

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Can you dance with me?
Can you match me step for step?
Are our souls in sync, 
Our bodies a natural fit?
Does the music playing harmonize our soul movements?

The precarious titillation of those first steps.
Matching skill for skill,
looking earnestly for grace.
Counting the beat,
listening for the inner rhythm
so...

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Ploddingly it took the form
Of some dispassionate melody
Our wailing voices at crescendo
For our undying we mourn

With care they traipsed the deck
A mass of notions in mind
Did ten artlessly disappear
or were held by the Atlantic's inside?

Still we stood and tried to inform
Searchers of our malady
That we...

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When I get embedded
on the surface of anxiety,
I indulge myself into a sea
and emerge with a coarse wing,
that artlessly crush those sorrows,
for the sea I indulge in
is filled with my tears
and the words(wings) which emerge
are nothing but my desires......

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Ploddingly it took the form
Of some dispassionate melody
Our wailing voices at crescendo
For our undying we mourn

With care they traipsed the deck
A mass of notions in mind
Did ten artlessly disappear
or were held by the Atlantic's inside?

Still we stood and tried to inform
Searchers of our malady
That we...

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