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Read MoreAlways If my heart were to suddenly become the sum of stone I would want your names chiseled over the surface to forever have a place In the forever element of this poetic face Drifting the rifts of time and space Wherever it is we go when we go I would take you with me always in all ways ***Cipher Poems ***
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We carry them with us always and often they don’t even realize they have that spark of life within our hearts, minds, souls.
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This is beautiful. Love the picture
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hi dearest Cipher this is so tender 💕
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Beautifully penned, Cipher. An incredible writ my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MorePrologue How it all started and was lost... I have always had an addiction to sex. Before I lost my virginity to my first big love in high school, it existed as an obsessive thought. Going further back, I...
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The prologue, set up the expectation of what we are about to experience in this story was done well. But I have to admit this journal entry of a story was eye opening. This is an enjoyable read and the vulnerability of the piece is good.
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Read MoreTransmundaneI laugh, and dance throughout the atmosphereA spirit borne by light and wind and cloudI sing a song that men shall never hearPerforming for the universe, uncowed! No form is fit to house the transmundaneMy essence is pure joy...
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Read MoreUnder Irish SkyTo lie in barley under Irish skyAs Herb Moon shone upon your naked formMy heart was captured by your Irish eyesIn peace before our passion’s gatherin’ stormThat night, my love, we quietly embracedAnd cultivated tenderness o’ touchA...
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Good poem for a warm & stormy early-June evening….damn I’d love a shot of Irish whisky now! But I shouldn’t. For normies, it’s best not to dwell on the what-coulda-beens, but lost love is a timeless and never-tired staple for poetry & poets!
Only when A.I. completely takes over will it ever be otherwise.
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Nicely written