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Ryan Hayward Poem
You can never
grasp, understand
bees keep stinging
venom that I bring
like constant ringing
of your front door bell
all these of forgotten
echoing of the years
what's of a sin I'm selling
that light so brightens
like new born flashes
no tail sweet light
stops smiling
I'm a familiarity
about to die,
hornet's pain to bring
timeless of photos
and those grainy
flashes of memories
I don't wish to see,
lapses bounces on knee,
Was I born beautiful
why I feel like a mistake,
what's left in the wake,
I was given the one take
Each and every date
not driven stated
to be merrily sedated
but crash, boom & face it.
Copyright © Ryan Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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Ryan Hayward Poem
Whispering sweet desires in tearing
giggling, we forget of we're laughing
tummy sweet button does taste so yummy,
How do these moments lead right up to now?
Tasting your lips, something ever lasting,
treats of your seduction to say the least,
fingers wander to love songs from singers
blasts from window won't shiver how heat lasts,
Lust come from sweetness and not the dry crust,
wetness from your lips, absolute sweetness,
Eye sweet locked with mine, until day I die,
dancing to the beat of serenity
Ghostly are which, where times were costly,
Precious softly girl, precociously
Copyright © Ryan Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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Ryan Hayward Poem
Your flowering wet meadows
reflected, wonder glinting in green eyes,
stumbling arms wrapped in
gentle padows,
tender individual silky drying strands,
elevate every blissful kiss of hair
fingers trembling, marks my scars bare
Copyright © Ryan Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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