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    passion plea reveal yourself to mecraving your affection I deflect the paina deep hunger for your carnalityyou seed my thoughts with orchidswith lust so deep you call me back from my wanderingstardust leads me back to youshimmering on the...

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    • Beautifully penned, Brenda. A very lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • This poem is a vivid, honest look at desire – full of passion but also quiet vulnerability. The contrast between the “neon God” and “bluebirds” is striking and memorable.

    • I feel these words. They are otherworldly, uttered from another world beyond the one we inhabit.
      Kind regards
      James

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    Let Me Kiss You

    The loneliness of lips  as Hollywood scripts unread,  tells mother mouth  to only speak in whispers    Within and without  each biography has a margin,  but fuck protocol  tonight the moon is slut coloured red  sensual are the bed sheet library    Up and over, around and below  what side of the...

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    • The moon is slut colored red. Yes!!! Love this

    • hello dearest poet you make me wonder who you are I think you know me from DU…this is so full of hunger and passion ❤️ p.s there were only a few that really impressed me but clearly you are one…

    • I like how the poem moves beautifully from quiet whispers to a bold, sensual crescendo. The shift from the quiet “loneliness of lips” to the sudden, overwhelming urgency of the final lines is brilliant. I never would have thought to describe the moon as “slut coloured red” -that vivid, daring language perfectly captures the poem’s alive energy.

    • i love how you interpret my tatty words. you just may have inspired me to write something called ‘slut’. that word carries such negative connotations, but within the language lexicon, it is a universal desire scream. thank you romaj.

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    Rubik's Cube Requiem for Lost Love

    Held as grenade  coloured fingerprints  from a love crime scene, Darling, Night Arrived without you  Turning memory until wrist snapped, one man solved the cube in three seconds but for others, decades play dice with never-ending seasons  Red was the seductive flame of her dress kindle...

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    • you are a master writer so full of passion makes me long to know you ❤️

    • Raw and unforgettable, this poem is an unfiltered outpouring of a messy, deeply-felt heartbreak.

      Grief, love, and memory twist together like the cube itself, and the striking imagery -from the “petrol pirouette” to the painful truth that “yellow bleeding into orange doesn’t always promise a sunset” perfectly captures that internal chaos.

      The frustration of the Rubik’s Cube beautifully reflects the struggle to reconcile a beautiful memory with the painful reality of loss and betrayal.

      I love it. It’s brilliant and beautifully written.

      • Wow RomaJ ,you have a job as the editor of my never to be published poetry collection. Not that I have any desire to be published. It’s enough to know my words have touched the soul of one across the Atlantic. It was a task to compress my train-crash love life into one poem. Diolch.

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