Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Yes...
I love the foreplay.
And a touching we both get.
With the kissing done in tenderness,
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Guess what?
When I discovered,
I could appreciate my own happiness.
Without feeling the guilt of being selfish,
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Some folks live,
To be in other people's business.
Invited or not.
It is something some do unconsciously.
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Quick they are to spread amongst themselves,
Who's not doing what for them.
And who's not doing this or that.
For them!
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Am I offended by your limited comprehension?
Sometimes.
When thoughts I could have saved...
Bravely fought through your ignorance.
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We are of the soil.
Many of us spoiled.
And annoyed by the nourishment...
Some of us enjoy.
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If it is going to be,
Just you and me.
Then let it just be,
You and me.
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No open doors do I turn to close.
Although I have burned some bridges,
I admit.
And they were the ones...
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If a healing was done...
Wounds would mend.
An aid would not be needed.
And the funding for it would end.
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You don't know the 'none' of it.
Guess work does not make it exist.
To say you understand,
When blisters appear on my hands?
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