France Tamaca Poems

Look what tears had done to this piece of table cloth

The closest hint to my weariness revealed
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LOVE IS…

what I shed tears for
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To the one I've ever loved

...all my life.
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I lie here awake
Against your nakedness
Against your self-made principles
Against the world.
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I’m...

my delusion
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Empty chairs and coffee cups,
Deserted rooms where your heart drops… and you fail.

Empty faces and serpent friends,
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Where you write all your thoughts
Where you dream alone
Where you hide your bliss or in your crying zone
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I MISS YOU.

I MISS HOW I WOULD BADLY NEED YOUR MESSAGES COZ SOMEHOW THEY WERE ALL I NEED TO COMPLETE MY DAY… TO SHOO MY BURDEN OFF.
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The tics and tacs of my watch stopped dead
The instant we rushed in
I’ve had awful days
Been standing still
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Even as I shut my senses tight, I can still feel your sultry stare
It’s glued.
On the ceiling,
On the back of my lids,
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