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May 18, 2022May 18, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

we’ve got hands
all over
this
–

do smother me
in kisses

but not
yet,

can’t get
into
it

without your
eyes on
mine.

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May 16, 2022May 16, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

eyes behind the
cloud-

yours
or mine?

a crowd between
two lovers
..

trying to find
each other

in different
lines
–

while they have
time.

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May 13, 2022May 13, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

not you,
but an outline
..

and were i so
inclined-

i’d lay in the
creases,

and rest like
you might

were you here now,
basking in
sunlight.

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May 13, 2022May 13, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

sunhat veiled
your eyes

but that
smile

spread like frosting
‘cross your
lips
–

too buttery
to kiss
,

while modest blouse
covered
skin

but not all heat
within.

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May 12, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

shall we wander till
so lost

we don’t know
our way
back
?

let’s not squander all
this daylight

in search of
past.

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May 11, 2022May 11, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

won’t fade on
you..

just hold your
light up-

i’m never
far from mind,

yes, i’ll wait
on you,

to find the
power
to..

while i search
for mine.

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May 7, 2022May 7, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

find me on last
page
–

turn over new
leaf,

shut book, close
eyes

and question
belief
s

in a story more ready
than the
one

in
your hands,

should you care
to read
on..

with this
man.

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May 7, 2022May 7, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment
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were my thoughts
heard..

you’d blush at
the words

chosen to frame
my photo of
you..

always changing,
ever new.

May 7, 2022May 7, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment

could we imagine the
same moment?

would it dull the
experience?

all that mystery
and intrigue..

of what differs in
you from
me.

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May 7, 2022May 7, 2022 / grumpygorman / 3 Comments

full weight upon
the pillow

eyes half open,
though she
snores,

in rhythm with
rain on
roof-

her dreams fog
up the
floor.

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