Romance Not At All Poems

He yelled at me in Ewe, my friend.
I asked him to calm down.
Such an accent, powerful and forceful,
It fired me up, igniting a desire:
Passionate love...

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I wished your paeans to pen
O in our exclusive den,
But most such dreams—nine of ten,
Were buried before began.

For poems I’ve now no words,
Our den’s now...

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No, I can't be swept 
in the rush of things,
I control my urge...
until it's clear to me
that you want me;
doubts never surge,
if being bond by...

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I am heaven and I am not welcome here now
and I know it will take some time until I am again
i'm unsure if my gates...

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I am not your choice to make.
I liked you first
But in liking and loving,
First means nothing.
It is no more than a word.
You liked me back
And...

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If it was not for words
there'd be no poetry.
Can a veiled muse survive,
unable to release
poems that make us thrive?

If it was not for words.
Can we...

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If not for you, I wouldn't know
What true love really meant.
I'd never feel this inner peace;
I couldn't be content.

If not for you, I'd never have
The...

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if she ever smiled,
cracks would show,
if perfection existed
she wouldn't know,

listen to her cries-
the way they sound like singing,
listen to her lies-
the way they it feels...

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When will I not love you
shall there be a distant flame
flickering beyond the warmth of 
an Indian summer's sultry breeze

When will I not love you...

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I saw a dazzling rose,
Whose red petals cast blinding hues upon me.
She shot her cupid arrows from the Kabaka’s backyard,
And punctured the cocoon of my...

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Let sunshine rule news on front page,
But where’s its old dreamy image?
Where those soft strokes of blue,
Ochre, green, purple hue,
Monetisque summer’s old adage?
Mild tone nor...

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"The Stories that Flow when Not Thinking" 

Collaboration 
in the corner 
with poets 
and lovers

well hidden
in the noise
of words 
not said 

mouths are 
moving
not 
speaking...

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I love thee not but only when
in morning time the daisies sway,
and blackbirds trill and do convey
that dusk turns dawn to strive again;
like fragile boats...

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In my dream
I never knew I loved you
till late last nights surprise
Your visit to my bedside
opened up my eyes
Your presence under my covers
would my touch...

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Not a word
I say with my tongue
That you will believe.
Truth coming from my heart
Lies falling on your ears
And you believe what you want to believe.

Not...

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