Fifty

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Love is the feeling

Love is a beautiful song

Love is what I feel with you

It keeps me and you strong

Whenever you

Hold me in your embrace

Murmur

Those sweet silky words

Pouring into my soul

That needs your attention

Love is like

A Silhouette Nairobi sunset

It is drinking in

Your masculine scent

That throws away

My resolve to stay away

The tantalizing feel of your lips

Draws me into you

I will still love you at Fifty

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Write

 

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When writing is ingrained in your fingertips

You take it with all the Seriousness it deserves

You write not just for the sake of it

But

Because it is part of who you are to become

Headphones

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Can’t Get it Out of My Head

Your obsession with my orgasm

Headphones on

I listen to country rock

Your song

Stuck in my head

Like your heart to mine

Can’t Get it Out of My Head

Your obsession with my kiss

Headphones on

I hear our lyrics

Our song

Stuck in my mind

Like your lips to mine

Blues

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I’m Singing the Blues in my mind

The boy broke my heart

He was fifteen

I was twelve

He saw her in a skater skirt

Left my hand hanging by my side

It was 13th February

I had a poem written for him

“Roses are adorable

Violets are cute

You and me forever”

Twenty  years gone

I am singing alone

Remembering

That boy who broke my heart

My twelve year old heart

My first crush

My first heartbreak

Now

Singing the blues

Before another lonely

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