love
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Loose Thoughts in a Foreign Land
A love poem for someone who cannot love back New York City is strange.We think we’re chasing a dreamwhen we can’t even chase a trainto get to where we’d like. I know this poemhad a long time coming. The wind always blows against me when rushing.I’ve always found that to be idiomatic.It makes sense when… Continue reading
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A Conversation About Traveling
From NYC to the seven continents If I could go anywhere in the world,I’d go inside your mind. Haha! But no, seriously…If I could go anywhere in the world,I’d go to Spain.Maybe, there, I could erase your pain,be the matador taking control of all the bull-shitstinking up your life. I’d love to lay on the… Continue reading
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Don’t Let Go of My Hands
Whatever happens, don’t let me go. Continue reading
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Finding My Nemo
When you decide to love another manI want you to not forget: Thank you for making me feelThe other side of love. Thank you for Making me understand,Riding horses on the back of the wind Thank you for aiming at my heartsetting fireworks in the little fucker Thank you for unchaining me,let my heart fly,… Continue reading