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Her hands caress me
I climax in ecstacy
shivers grip my spine.
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The apple grows on the tree.
Shiny red and aiming to tease.
With a head full of sin,
it sure pulls you in-
just ask that lady named Eve.
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Emancipation
Ball and chain gets left behind
New sun starts to shine
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James Dooney Poem
The horse that dares
to jump the fence,
with gallant gait and stride;
will be the horse,
to enjoy the spoils
that await on the other side.
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A Heart overcome.
Knife pierced skin, blood gushes out.
Say goodbye to life
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James Dooney Poem
The Night and the Mare.
There is a horse,
and he is running.
A wooden carriage,
strains his back.
Bumping and grinding,
it trails the horse,
both dashing along the sun drenched path.
Dark passengers his cargo,
they fly into the face of the sun.
They know their time is coming.
Dancing upon the drench of the sun,
the carriage party gathers steam
that knows no bounds.
The sun, spellbound,
is drawn to it
in acquiesce.
Resist it does not,
as it plays its part
in what appears to be something
genuinely meant to be.
The final point is reached,
and the carriage stalls at the door.
The sun, and all its light,
bow down as the carriage grinds to a halt.
Steadied, its passengers exit,
stretch and dust themselves off.
The moon, black clouds, and the dark
introduce themselves as night,
and with the mare that brought them,
they enter the stage as one.
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James Dooney Poem
Mullah
Owns
Nothing
Except
You..
Hmm..
I wonder what 'mullah' is.
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A scarlet madam,
she crashed down from on high.
Anger cursed her veins,
and the path she roamed upon this earth
was that of a woman scorned
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Communication.
Opening doors once closed.
Breaking down the walls.
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James Dooney Poem
Be at ease and
Let your light shine through
Emit radiant beams to
Sentient beings,
Savor every moment,
Embrace the now and
Design the life of your dreams.
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