She asked me with her eyes
And mine said no
She asked me with her eyes
Why
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How fragile is our love and labor,
It flickers like a wind-whipped flame;
How fast our wick does burn and taper,
Ending life in smoke-like fame;
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That the Soul can turn
Against itself
And live a pauper
Amid such wealth;
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Julie's Ransom Note
My oil Sheik
Omar Shariff
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She called me a liar with fierceness in her eyes;
Told me I had lied, was holding out;
She called me a male chauvinist pig when
I needed my way as my father lay dying;
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The vicious dogs with snarling jaws
Suspended their attack;
They wagged their tails
As we stood pale
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The chrysalis
Held in my hand
I feel it stir
It's wings expand,
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Who can plot the human heart,
An organ of ten thousand parts?
In what precision does there lay
To set its course from day to day?
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While walking on
A Bronx Zoo path
I stumbled on
Three tall giraffes,
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Had I been a river poet
Afloat the whim of currents fresh
Aspin in eddies free in movement
Awash in ripples headed West,
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