the dog and The Moon

To you...Words curling into emptiness,To you...
like smoke off a dying flame. Whispered far too gently, to ever reach their aim. No ear to catch my affections; I dont even know your name.


WaitingIt was late August and it was hot. It was the sort of heat that saturated clothes in sweat and caused them to cling to their wearer like an uncomfortable second skin. So oppressive was the humidity that time itself seemed to be trapped in the mire. Even the activity in a place as busy as the bus station seemed to grind to a halt; the fastest moving object a make-shift fan formed out of a schedule lazily drifting back and forth in a vain attempt to keep cool. No one was in this oven because they wanted to be. No, they were here for precisely the opposite reason; they didnt want to be here. They were waiting. He cloWaiting


He SpeaksBreathe He whispers in my thoughts, my heart as it squeezes like aHe Speaks
knotted arthritic fist in my ribcage its as if I hadnt forgotten these Days Weeks Months gone by
Breathe I still can feel
the warmth in his gentlest, tired smiles those happy little quirks when night was filled with
this-could-be-love
Breathe Little things, always little things bringing back memories and knowing what will never be of all things, it was sake, sushi,
a random conversation l
Devious Comments
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
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The first fire of childhood burns on the skin, starlight blazing unrestrained.
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Sephiroth: Necrophelia is technically masturbation....
Aeris: O_o ........ Why the **** are you looking at me?!
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Sephiroth: Necrophelia is technically masturbation....
Aeris: O_o ........ Why the **** are you looking at me?!
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