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Edwinna Bryant Poem
Bruised skin from impact
Disguised behind, fake beauty
Alibi … makeup
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Diamond cut, princess
Waits, no more, for you, replied
Her middle finger
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He is miles away
He wants to be forgiven
I smell the roses
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To the edge of life
I’ll travel, if, it’s your love,
I will be meeting
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I wish
We could go back
To the way things
Used to be
When I looked into your eyes
And I saw my smile
Reflected in them
When conversation was fresh
Like the first time
Of our lovemaking
I wish
We could go back
To the way things
Used to be
When I arranged
Syllables of lust
Across your chest
When your tongue
Wrote erotic poetry
On top of my skin
I wish
We could go back
To the way things
Used to be
When arguments
Only visited our lips
And no needles
Were needed to mend
My heart
Back to yours
I wish
We could go back
To the way things
Used to be
Back to the time
When I never had
These words to write
Back to the time
When you remembered me
As yours
And I never forgot you
As mine
I wish …
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On you, it was my heart that was set.
And I knew, I was in love with you,
Before the first time, we had ever met.
But to you, no more, could I possibly,
See a way, to give.
Once I began to die from a broken heart,
When for me, in return, you couldn’t live.
So I was left with memories,
Soft and tender that were shared.
As I was left, to feel you … to touch you,
Even though, you were no longer here … But there.
And your face, was the only image,
The eyes within my mind were left to see.
And slow dancing, in your spirit, was the only
Place, I had always wished I could be.
I had lived to feel upon my cheek,
The touch of your hand
That would make feel, as if, I had already reached,
The promised land.
You were the excitement from the arousal,
Giving birth to all of my ecstasies.
The nectar in all the dreams, lounging around, inside
Of my fantasies.
But I became so intoxicated from the injection
Of sadness, that flew through my every vein. From never
Knowing, if, you had ever really meant, to cause me all of that pain.
But no answer, from your lips, was there, a reply
And I haven’t been taught, the lesson, in how to kiss,
What we had …goodbye.
So…
I am left with the memories,
Soft and tender that were shared.
I am left, to feel you … to touch you.
Even though, you are no longer here … But there.
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Dive into my sea
And ride the waves of pleasure
I hope you can swim
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Not with my arms,
But with my mind,
I will hold you.
Not with my eyes,
But with my hands,
I will speak to you.
Not with my heart,
But with my voice,
I will touch you.
Not with my body,
But with my words,
I will love you.
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Oh how, I remember your expressive eyes
So youthful and full of lust
So full of life
And very fond of adventure
Oh how, I remember your smile like welcoming arms
That would greet me with the promise of never having to endure pain
Because you were my heart that would never break
Oh how, I remember your skin of deep colored chocolate
And how, I wanted to taste the sweetness of your skin
But dared not, because I knew without knowing
That I wouldn’t be able to get enough of such richness
Oh how, I remember the endless nights of courtship
And how, it was so innocent
The chemistry was so strong that it felt dangerous
Dangerous to a heart afraid of falling in love
Oh how, I remember your car approaching my house
So that we could ride to places which were foreign to our eyes
But the pleasure of discovery, very familiar to our souls
And although, we have not parted
Still the distance keeps us knowing our limits
So deep within the crevice of my mind
I know things between us, will never again, be the same
When we are like time-
Always,
Changing
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To be more than just a lover
To make my home upon your chest
To be the steps from your dancing lips
I cuddle the dream.
To know you for more than yesterday
To hold your voice within my arms
To be the food that fondles your hunger
I cuddle the dream.
To have you touch my heart, and actually feel it
To have you look into my eyes, and actually see me
To have you listen to this poem, and actually hear it
I cuddle the dream
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