Crimp Poems - Poems about Crimp

... i love you ... to the cold marrow, i do beastess of black the art of you, ritualistic, raw all your names wrap me savage, winged and wondrous … tempt me, tepid dragon i dream of the pursui......

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...Self destructive wickedness arrested, convicted, and gaoled... with kidnapping little boy ordered to suffer life sentence without parole. The deadly scourge of one obsessive/compulsive di......

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...Let us dine on sugar-spun moonlight: an exquisite treat that Fills our bellies and sticks to our teeth, The nostalgic taste of White Rabbit candy, Creamily sweet, wrapped in rice paper. We shal......

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...very early right after I lost everything that day was born with me scared in the woods refuge of one who has forgotten the padded way of his own sanity feeling cold without sun rays or comfortin......

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...A crinkled shore on the Upper Peninsula. We are hunting Golden Eagles. Cameras fully loaded. You find a small stone, on it, a crimp and cockle of wind and waves has rucked an impression of a......

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...oh - prithee, my darling ... let me hear you whisper - mold a heart with those perfect bows ... crimp them, coy and parted, ever-so-slightly - tenderly puff that absinthe-sweet breath upon ......

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... there dwells a darkness in us all those shadows trembling faintly to give our dearest debt its pall and crimp us with its careful call life weighed oft' south ......

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...i love you ... to the cold marrow, i do beastess of black the art of you, ritualistic, raw all your names wrap me, winged and wondrous tempt me, tepid, dragon i dream of the chase ... in ti......

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...I observe palls of leaves, drifting on the wind Compelling me to write, but my page keeps going limp Fraying along straight edges, curling into crimp, Nuanced in nature......

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...On its surface a crimp and cockle of a purling tide have rucked an impression on a stone. We are here to find Eagles but the sky is too low and the wind too high. You show the image on the sto......

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...blind ... you must be completely ... one person, THE person who loves you more than any other has or could ... right in front of you making a fool of himself no care for the laughter of t......

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...At first, it seemed merely a dream revealing the magic and wonder of love's stream, lovers and partners, companions ever on the run slipping into bars from the friendship overcome; a blend of......

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...A crinkled shore on the Upper Peninsula. We are hunting Golden Eagles. You find a small stone. On the surface, a crimp and cockle of wind and waves has rucked an impression of an eagl......

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...You - are my awakening ... you, the soft shards of starlight that hem my horizon - that crimp the delicate corners of eventide and mediate the twilight mists of my mean......

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...Whither now hunker-shins? You have a sweet countenance, a squat grace, always middle-aged on the still edge of a speeding sun. Another swift day has begun yet here you sit among the traffic un......

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