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Some days, I want to be as still as granite. Like the stone countertops Mom once admired but couldn’t afford. I don't want to worry or to feel.
By Archery Owl about 2 hours ago in Poets
Let him be loved. Let her be known. Let them find a joy, To share with all Drawn from Sychar’s well.
By Archery Owl about 12 hours ago in Poets
Kissing you deeply, I trace the gentleness of your face, And map the warmth of your chest, Lingering on the sculpted strength you hide so shyly.
By Archery Owl about 20 hours ago in Poets
I love the feel of warm coffee on my lips Like warm kisses first thing in the morning It reminds me of waking up with you
By Archery Owl about 23 hours ago in Poets
I am standing at the edge of a room, or maybe a life, unsure if I should turn on the overhead lights or just retreat into the familiar dark.
By Archery Owl a day ago in Poets
