Best Outgrown Poems

to be on the receiving end of a friendship that has
passed on 
is a horrible place to be,
like a product that is out of style, out of fashion &
no longer selling,
the old friend now left wondering just where it all went 
is forgotten like a...

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Like seasons passing,
It starts off spring.
Butterflies in the stomach,
soft, gentle, cool.
Hinting at something
Lingering in the air.
A brush of hands,
still shy
as it forms.

Come summer,
Hot, bright, fiery.
Excitement gone
with the hot red thrill
taking over the gentle.
Heated kisses, 
constant touching,
always present,
no space between,
even if they dare.

In comes fall,
Light wind,...

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