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 stilte is stil sonder see: die see se stilte sus en sus met die magiese streel van ou legendes en die stilte sê: "sing" en die stilte sê: "... [read more] |
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As ons hiervandaan vertrek verskyn ons dalk as newelvlek in dieper dimensies van drome onder die hand van die Kunstenaar word sagte vlees ve... [read more] |
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hierdie gorgoonse wêreld spieël ek in die skildglans van minerva terwyl kassiopeia immer skyn (tussen ander ydel sterre) oor atlas se versta... [read more] |
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jy moes sekerlik half ongeduldig smeek vir dié hartstogtelike geur op sewe slanke stingels (rose is skaars in hierdie streek) die son skomme... [read more] |
 everyone knows it is humor that breaks the tension but few know that later 2 a.m. later it is your wonderful slow, sensuous kiss that is... [read more] |
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someone, maybe me ought to write you poems that play with your sensual inclination perhaps poems that dart in and out of magical fires of e... [read more] |
 Did you see the flames The ash so thick that it blinded you Did you watch the mothers scream for their children The ones buried in the rubbl... [read more] |
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Sit alone in an empty room When will I be gone? Hopefully soon Knees pulled up close to my chest Eyes So heavy, need to rest Live... [read more] |
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I step off the edge, fall in to a crack It wasnt to long ago you said you had my back But where were you now? when I need you most You were... [read more] |
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Wind, it cools you in the sun. It chills you at night. It is weak but also strong. But don’t ever forget it, because just like a woman’s lov... [read more] |
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Your lips are perfect. Your eyes glimmer like stars. You are a picture of perfect beauty. If one saw an angel, it would be you. So just one... [read more] |
 there are times when I think Love is blind always seeing your loved one always at his best a perfect creature flaunting no mess that would a... [read more] |
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this life of mine tattered and in shreds face spitted mercilessly your voice ringing I dare not listen your promises they're a clanging cym... [read more] |
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how come i can’t utter the words you’d love to hear? is it fear that halts my feelings? or the uncertainty that gnaws in me? still the wond... [read more] |
 Today becomes yesterday Right now becomes tomorrow Our embrace becomes a fond memory Your touch becomes a thing of the past Where did it al... [read more] |