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    Love Sonnet LXXI

    Love Sonnet LXXI   I see your face in my dreams, your red hair, blown by your breath, smells of your jasmine shampoo, and lies across my breast.   Yaraa, why do you haunt me? Why does my mind always return to you, to your soft skin, and savory...

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    Love Sonnet LXX

    Love Sonnet LXX   Yaraa, I see you, all of you as your faded jeans, peasant blouse, walk along this dusty path. It was during a full October Moon, with   multi-colored leaves blown everywhere, that your Autumn shadow kissed my lips with your glow. Then came December...

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    denial

    a derelict daredevil, deflectinfamy of wordless faith he genuflect on his denialsordid truth he was a cruel beingbut the ladies look on and keenhis arrogance shine as a thousand starswith a wink in his eyes, wicked thoughts were delivereddeep...

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  • The Cylinder and the Hum

    In the ancient dimness of the forgotten inn,a silver cylinder slept upon the table,cold as moonlight trapped in metal.The wooden beams whispered untold stories,and a lone mosquito, stubborn as fate,traced restless circles through the air. Curiosity, that flame that never...

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  • Poem with a Melancholy Refrain

    I stopped loving you one late afternoon that seemed suspended,with the wind passing by me like someone crossing an empty house.The sun setting on the horizon, a little too dazed,illuminated only what was beyond saving.And I realized, without wanting...

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    • Wow I felt this. There is a point that you can never return to what it was and captured it well here

    • “Time, that patient craftsman,
      molded us until we became strangers,
      two travelers who share the road,
      but not the destination.”

      …and…

      “And ours, however painful it is to admit,
      ended where it had to end:
      at the exact point where I stopped loving you
      and you stopped recognizing me.”

      There is so much weight in those lines but at the same time, it’s like it’s lifted. When it’s done, it’s irretrievable. Wow, this is…incredible

    • Brilliantly penned, PAR. Excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. This is next level good, I hope I’m this good someday. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • hello dearest Par this is sad but true…love does end in moments lost…it’s like a slow tide taking grains of sand with it until your castle is washed away…I don’t know how to give up on love but I do realize when if fades great write ❤️

    • “appreciation”
      LOL.
      This is a wonderfully detailed write. Perhaps it is melancholy, yet it is written very well and holds our attention thoroughly.
      Well done, Paulo.

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