Diana Newsome

We make plans
setting them in motion
picking them
as if apples from a tree
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We are uniquely special
you and I,
which brought me to thinking
of how our separate
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Longing for fingers
to touch
to trace patterns
on skin
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Beautiful, soft lips
I'm eager to kiss
Gracing them right on time
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Though
at times
I feel
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Sweet jasmine
dresses evening's air
in silken fragrance
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Winter comes calling
in seasonal garb
displaying her frost
o'er yesterdays
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Her branches reach across the yard
tall and proud from season's gone by
dangling the jewels of summer
bringing forth ripe, tart
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I relish the camera's eye,
through the lens so much exists
people, places & things I may not have encountered,
otherwise; with the naked eye...
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Keep flying
in the face of adversity

Open wide
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It takes
so much sometimes,
doesn't it?
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Winsome breezes
gracing skin

clear, blue skies
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It is the gracefulness in his hands
the sing song way he torches each verse
his smooth, velvety, baritone voice
vibrating, skipping across the oasis of my soul.
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Breezes sweep
through a dreary afternoon
grey on grey
forecast threatens rain
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Oh tender, fare youth
lavish me you must
lavish me in your sweetest perfume
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Oh beauty
so rare
come hither
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Thrashing rain, parting skies
Halting phantoms, shadows roam
Etching motion, scattering sound
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From the corner of my eye
on coming, perilous
with a split second to spare
foot reaches for accelerator
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