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 On the indoor pool's smooth surface, his released SweetSpray---lofted, splashed down----drifts to his thigh-high socks (metallic blue;... [read more] |
 A transcendentalistwas rising to the ultimate truth.The moon now starts unveiling.I am grateful toreceive the grief. Every onesays, he was a... [read more] |
 America is the weirdest country paradise hands down and home of the brave master manipulator technological stranger to my soul influe... [read more] |
 Lord, thank You for Thine grace, so holy and devine. Thank You for cleansing mine feeble heart. Oh your genuine love has grafted me o... [read more] |
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Perhaps even the sun's starlight arrives in iridescent strings like his boyfriend's SweetSpray, core-confected and lofted, in release, to sp... [read more] |
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I believe the indigenous first people were correct in their thinking as across this land they roamed: How nature is not a place for u... [read more] |
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For years on my morning walks I tried unsuccessfully to have a conversation with the trees. Wondering all these years why they would... [read more] |
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Their bodies' atoms were fused in stars' cores, then ejaculated to space, became boy friends--- this couple. Their naked cuddles warm... [read more] |
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"From my very first glimpse, lakeside, of him: "long-haired (what a mane of curls), slender of limb, "and almost always shoeless---bare of f... [read more] |
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"Your juvenescent body is so beautiful--- "I rejoice to be, like you, a Homosexual. "You have become the Muse of my Poetry "when you invited... [read more] |
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This world seemed black, white, and gray until you came into my life; and, in my room, removed all your clothes (except for your socks... [read more] |
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Getting naked, he kept his white crew socks (quite sole grimed after walking to three classes) on, at your request. Otherwise, you wer... [read more] |
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Pavement so smooth: a falling cherry blossom does not bruise; and your sheer socks (shoeless beneath your dress-trousers' cuffs) do no... [read more] |
 In the quiet spaces between the dawn and day, When shadows linger just a breath away, We find our strength in the smallest of things, In the... [read more] |
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Scents---cinnamon and sandalwood: a thin pink sheet covers their sleep and tanned nakedness. In dawn's light, morning wood bloss... [read more] |