Tag Archives: Love
On Companionship
I’ve kissed her more times than snow has fallen, thought her more beautiful than the greatest masters’ masterpieces have always wanted to be–seen: what we like to believe Helen was worthy of, but she is. I’ve seen her stretch more … Continue reading
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Tagged Amanda Preston, beauty, companionship, Love, poetry
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L’envoi
All the words in me bloom for you. At night these roses howl at the moon. Come dance with me in the garden beneath ancient stars, and I’ll throw the petals of my skirt around you, love you in the … Continue reading
The Poet's Glass 
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