Leslie Alexis Poems

Your smile silently swayed me its way;
My head guided by your voluptuous pull,
My days and nights passed as a blur.
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Syracuse suddenly
Slid across the border;
The old architecture,
still a mile away from
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Give me just a nibble
Of your honeycomb
And that will do.
To suck of your honey
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This tree, does it make angel fruits?
And if so, how deep are it roots?
Do they extend to some foreign town?
Are the fruits sweet, sour, square or round?
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With the tightest strings and strongest posts
I'll keep my self on this night of ghosts
from sleepwalking, like the mummified bands,
into the deep dark corners that spirits command.
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As tall as the tallest mountain is my love for thee.
If it were to become water the world would drown.
But standing as is, it does not wet the soul of thy feet,
and as a sea it can wrap the world ten times around.
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O sweet marigold
Flower of flowers
beautiful and bold,
of heaven is your head;
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Let me think a while
on if I should defile
those who went before
from yonders' shore
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June-Berg?
Yeah, I remember her.
The vanilla girl.
With the poppy lips.
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You cause the bee to buzz and die.
You are beautiful so it flies to you
to find glass cannot be flown through.
You are the light that traps each mot,
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