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You remind me
of the smiles
the good mornings
the lip smacking
the noses rubbing

you remind me
of the tongues in cheeks
kisses by the tons

but that was long ago

now the mornings are dull
curtains pulled
no sun
son none
no darling
no smiles
no kisses

she says
hey make some coffee
I do

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content


of emotional comfort! Rekindling the fires is not easy for some people. Maybe, you should insist on your allotment of kisses, put your longing in them and hold her gently. I ask for and get my kisses everyday. I put my arms around her and hug gently, but with insistence. Look into her eyes and say; " I love you!" My wife sometimes seems annoyed when I insist on these things, and I will back off until she is not busy and has no excuse, then I approach her again. I know that she is secretly amused and pleased. A dance of seduction throughout the day. Try it, she'll like it! I love your poem, it shows a very honest
emotion and need. Not a thing to crit.! One of your best. Now, write again, when you have succeeded in your quest! ~ Geez.

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thanks for sharing Geez
I shall also convey to those who need it
What ..
my best one thanks

whenever one is in deprivation and tears flow
so do words from lovedly blow
the wind is in the right direction
and friction is in prime position

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so many r hankering madam

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Memories are flooding
flooding my feelings
feelings of cool
cool autumn nights
and my baby
baby wrapped in blue
blue windbreaker
windbreaker a memory
memory delivered
delivered by you
my friend in writing.

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I am always in BLUE
call me whenever wish you
but I am a rose red
not yet dead
YOU are always welcome
whenever where ever
just give a tinkle
all will be done
but seldom
remember me that night
was ur first fight
your right
o what a sad delight
now be morer polite
you are
quite a...Spark
make up

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