Leslie Alexis Poems

I love the proteins you express
The way they shape your every dress.
I love how my fingers pass within
Your chocolate brown keratin.
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When found, my heart was but a wilted plant
That gave its all to make a single flower,
It was grown in waters which were stagnant
And was set to die within the hour,
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Seldom has my heart been weary
But today stands contrary
As it faces love’s adversary
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If a blade of grass
Asked for the air they breathe
To mix with water
To make food that they might eat,
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I found a poet who
Describes the breeze as
The winter night blues
And summer evening jazz
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I find the heart for love is like a bowl,
An empty bowl, which must be filled to flow
Outside its borders like the pouring rain.
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The puppeteer pulling his strings.
Sanity’s lunatic, he clings
To the unforgiving song.
In a single breath, he is gone
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My bones hurt,
I must be growing.
Sometime I flirt,
Without even knowing.
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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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Your skin's color is the gold of autumn leaves
that pressed upon you before they fell
and are glued in place by the dew's kiss.
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