Manonton Dalan Poems

when i am on, on adrenalin rush
i do something i can't every time
so i controlled my passion enough
to keep watching events as it go by
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splashing luminous waves
breaking to a white carpet
reaching my barefoot, i run
teasing her, tempting her
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i can count tires turn
rolling on a highway
i can hear power bass
coming from your window
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i open garage door to see
bright lights blurring my eyes
slender shadow in bluejeans
and jacket came out of door
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we keep that good bond
that at one time i told her
about my teacher not treating
me right, next day she was there
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4pm they're still on first tee
warming up to be next to go
could be playing nine holes
i stop by to practice putting
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anguish has subside
to sobbing episode
outburst came to still
comparable to faucet
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why you turn your back
away from bus stop
are you ashamed of that
in other places they walk
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i'm tagging on her skirt
i use her legs as post
leaning or hiding from
from time to time i feel
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i feel bad hitting branch
with my errant golf ball
it broke it off and fall
i pick up, large as thumb
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