grace mariner Poems

Oh what changes can occur in such a short time!
The clock ticks, it's march and cadence rhythmic and unrelenting,
We scarcely glance back and a year has descended upon us,
leaving us in the wake of its passing.
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It is said the human eye cannot see what it's mind cannot accept as real.
We survive without the majick so we can avoid the pain, the fear.
I am blinded lately, rarely glancing towards anything that reminds me of your
disappearance.
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You left me here, alone in this nuclear winter.
Amid the vapor and dust there are only fragments.
I collect them, trying to piece together what is left.
How can something so intangible cause such devistation?
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Our little band of thieves is in danger of the worst kind,
the kind that comes from within.
It is insidious by nature, lurking and slithering to
infiltrate at the most critical moment.
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Your touch is nuclear.
It melts my core until I am soaked from the inside out.
You blow your warm soft breath against my skin and
currents of electricity coarse through me, making me become erect
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I am your lover, not your conscience.
Those two rarely mingle well together and have often been the best
reason for 'faking it' on our part.
There is no room for regrets or judgement in my bed.
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Love to be under your power my giant love.
Brute strength in the gentlest touch.
A natural born submissive...
I believe that was how you said it.
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I could not fall asleep without you last night.
Waking at 2 am I could have sworn you were laying behind me,
body perfectly melded against the curve in my back,
the lusciousness of my woman's body.
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Rarely do we make it through unscathed.
Skinned knees of childhood replaced by bruised
hearts...and egos.
When do we stop letting the world torture us
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You blinded me with your brightness
All consuming it pulled me from my hiding place and showed me what you saw that was never before seen.
I basked in your light, your heat.
It surged and raged, leaving me feel
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