Patti Masterman Poems

This my thesis:
Devoted, I lie
Enclosed in the arc
Of lovers leg;
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To me, you are all things
That power of words alone cannot convey;
Mere letters cannot form the thought I hold,
No sentence tell the heart what it should say.
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I'm dog, I sail my blithe days free
There's nobody to browbeat me.
Sleep on the couch, the whole day through
That's what I'm supposed to do.
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They don't want to hear it
These minutes of a life; this synopsis
That could only make sense to you
Even if it doesn't.
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In your moment, magic flowered:
Tiny, dumbstruck leaves
Became vibrant outpourings of light;
All the shadows shrank inside.
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I loved you more than carnivals,
I loved you more than knew it;
I loved you more than cyber-sex:
Couldn't bring myself to do it.
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We must not be sad to part ways,
Under an ancient moon
Where the glistening waterways move,
And the owl and the nighthawk listen.
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The dog has meat for supper
The cat prefers his fish
Doesn't matter if its Friday
If it ever comes to this
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A sly, cold eel
Is crawling up my spine,
Wrapping round my organs;
Just killing time.
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Sometimes we confuse the handsome faces,
With some regal hero's lithesome graces;
We'd like to wreathe fine flowers all around them
Only to find, they're poured from alien stone;
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