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She emits such a magnetic hold upon my soul
That I may not contemplate existence whole
Without being bound in time and space
To the girl that makes my heartbeat race.
Rachael, sweet Rachael dearest, grace art thou
In faith my heart endows its love upon your form.
You of the heart of pastel pink upon your chest,
You of the smile that could settle rage to rest.
You who art bestowed with the bosom of a mother goddess,
You, you are the girl who blows me kiss’s upon the breeze
Within the world of dreamtime wandering. It is you I seek,
You who are the girl to make my knees grow weak.
Rachael, sweetest rose, dearest, grace art thou
In faith my heart endows its lust upon your flesh,
From you of the finest form divine does radiance shine
Through an eternal window from the deepest abyss.
Rachael, sweetest rose, one kiss, one moment of bliss
It is for this I ask before the present past becomes a
Future lost surreal, Dearest, know the way I feel.

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You Remain

As a perfume doth remain
In the folds where it hath lain,
So the thought of you, remaining
Deeply folded in my brain,
Will not leave me; all things leave me -
You remain.

Other thoughts may come and go,
Other moments I may know
That shall waft me, in their going,
As a breath blown to and fro,
Fragrant memories; fragrant memories
Come and go.

Only thoughts of you remain
In my heart where they have lain,
Perfumed thoughts of you, remaining,
A hid sweetness, in my brain.
Others leave me; all things leave me -
You remain.

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Stubble

Stubble,
16 years with the muse of love!
And there you were bathed in the hands of care;
But speaking as if with a foreign tongue today,
However, the arrogant people afar off have taken over your land today.

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Fragment: My Head Is Wild With Weeping

My head is wild with weeping for a grief
Which is the shadow of a gentle mind.
I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek,--or haply, if I sought, to find;
It came unsought);--to wonder that a chief
Among men’s spirits should be cold and blind.

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He too is a pervert.

Rapists are perverts; molesters are too.
So are woman teasers and spy on woman.
The one who advocates moral policing
For woman is equally a pervert.
15.02.2009

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Like A Discovery Of That Which Is Loved

The more something initiated is created,
The less it is appreciated.
And depreciates in value,
From the novelty of it...
When first produced to introduce.

To keep the spark of interest alive,
One must try to be versatile...
Each day when the morning comes,
And the Sun in the sky rises.
Like a discovery of that which is loved.

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Es Tu Sonrisa Rita

Mujer, déjame que te desmitificar,
Así puedo entender
Por qué te quiero
Tanto.
Déjame buscar:
Los ángulos, los jardines,
Las curvas y las flores,
Así puedo comprender
Por qué cada segundo
Que tu imaginen echa en mi memoria,
La fórmula química cambia en mi cuerpo.

Date la vuelta,
Estás sana y salva.
Deja que te examine de pies a cabeza:
Toque tu nariz,
Cubre tus mejillas,
Hace algunos trucos,
Trata de fingir,
Caminar, correr, parar y sentarse.

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The Death of Cromwell

A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector

That Providence which had so long the care
Of Cromwell's head, and numbered every hair,
Now in itself (the glass where all appears)
Had seen the period of his golden years:
And thenceforh only did attend to trace
What death might least so fair a life deface.

The people, which what most they fear esteem,
Death when more horrid, so more noble deem,
And blame the last act, like spectators vain,
Unless the prince whom they applaud be slain.
Nor fate indeed can well refuse that right
To those that lived in war, to die in fight.

But long his valour none had left that could
Endanger him, or clemency that would.
And he whom Nature all for peace had made,
But angry heaven unto war had swayed,

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Cosy Home Chat

I told my hubby,
Please come with me
I get bored …
Waiting for my GP

I can chat with you
While I wait
To become my GP's
Next bait ;)

Hubby told me,
Sorry, I'm busy!
Though I'm working
From home, there are
Deadlines, you see…!

However, my dear
Let me suggest to you
While you wait there
For your GP, how about

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Charlotte Brontë

Regret

Long ago I wished to leave
"The house where I was born;"
Long ago I used to grieve,
My home seemed so forlorn.
In other years, its silent rooms
Were filled with haunting fears;
Now, their very memory comes
O'ercharged with tender tears.

Life and marriage I have known.
Things once deemed so bright;
Now, how utterly is flown
Every ray of light!
'Mid the unknown sea, of life
I no blest isle have found;
At last, through all its wild wave's strife,
My bark is homeward bound.

Farewell, dark and rolling deep!
Farewell, foreign shore!

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