Long Birthmarks Poems

i love the early morning rasp of his voice
the birthmarks and burn scars
midsummer skin
i love the sticky rash of lust
the way a heart ticks until it implodes
the sugar soaked kisses

i do not love the way...

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Friends make memories 
Love ones draw smiles on hearts
The beautiful days created are hard to wipe 
Great and happy moments stay longer than birthmarks

But what happens when you lose a love one? 
When you are...

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She has her moments 
of blissfully naked self-revelation 
entirely safe. Fear and doubt have no meaning 
her fullness and loveliness, grace and perfection 
beaming unhindered through infinite space 
absorbed in joy, reflected as love.

She falls...

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Ain’t no sunshine when the sun goes down 
And lately I’ve been withering in the light of day 
So the dark creatures come out at night and stare at my thighs with those greedy eyes...

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The simple  truths I believe  to be so are
That personality gains respect for social status
That personality gains respect for sexual orientation,
That personality gains respect for ones color,
That personality gains respect for ones views...

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I have something here that was given to me
   There is none other in the world like it to see.
   It is small and dark and sort of brown
  ...

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You are the warmth that cloaks my fragile structure.
Emotional to pecks and blows; goosebumps to the chill of the autumn breeze.
You are characterized by scars.
Your color washed over me,
beautifully dark.
You stretch and expand and make...

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Last time I checked,
it was still on my neck,
What now is a mark,
once was a speck,

Protected by the freckle,
I can now never forget,
Tattooed into a bad mood,
the ink I still regret,

Smooth surface, epidermis,
let color fill...

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Going home 
across the Shard bridge
spanning a rattle-snaked river 
that bites into the Irish sea
cold-bloodedly pumping
into Fleetwood's gaping fish-mouth. 

Here birthmarks 
are branded with icons
like beach lighthouse at Rossall Point
as Northwesterly winds 
whistle across the...

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The wrath of God doesn’t have to be
the size of a hurricane
nor a major flood or forest fire
to leave us all in pain.

It can be an itch or an annoying twitch
a big black hair on...

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I fully remember my earlier life completely as a man
People of my village used to call me Phony
Who was killed with a shot gun fired at close range.
The reason was I made a pretty girl...

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Dark grey matter
manifest crimson flow tendacies
Fade to black thoughts 
formaldehyde revealed thru scope sight
Scarlet droplets trace a fetal prone outline;
such a morbid delivery ... 
a yellow tape, premature plight

Coffin borne mutilated bodies 
with bullet death...

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We’re all losers in some way
We’re all liars and cheaters and fakes
Conniving, contradictive
Even if only on one occasion
Now let’s all stand up and admit it
Forget your pride
Hold each other and cry it off
Let the whole...

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Into the woods, soft leaves fondle the nape
	   *
Along a walk bathed in frost of moon pail

I bare myself before night goddess’ cape

And lay upon the edge where grasses sail   ...

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