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Lee Levoshko Poem
Elude me, sleep,
like a scorned lover
who leaves me breathless,
chest tight,
gripped with vines.
Leave me, sleep,
alone in the void,
not one sense available
as I hang,
immobile in purgatory.
Call me, sleep,
vibrant siren in an inky sea,
I fall to your whim,
oblivious,
into your arms.
Copyright © Lee Levoshko | Year Posted 2025
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Lee Levoshko Poem
I hear the sermon say
I don't say should not be
It cannot be
And reasons then are listed
One by one
Why I'm not real
Why I'm dirty
My love, wholly unworthy
But God is all loving
With conditions set by
Men who experienced God firsthand
They talked to Him
And saw Him stand before them
But the rest of us
Simply have to believe
They hate the sin
Yet loving the sinner
Invokes cries for the death of me
Sure sounds like hate to me
I know my love is beautiful
Because it is
Has been
And always will be
Copyright © Lee Levoshko | Year Posted 2024
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