BEAU GOLDEN

Rookie (1565 / Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd)

Be Gone Yvonne - Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

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Black hair black glasses black dress black shoes
Someone has to win someone has to lose
Left her muse behind
Lets her heart unwind

Adult candy little blue or orange pills
Together we kiss such wondrous thrills
Craving adventure trusting my whip
Two yearning souls on a chocolate swirled trip

And then
No more moments stolen together
No more chains or whips of leather
No more peanut M n M's

The white static in my head goes to maximum volume
There is no peace
There is no beauty
Yvonne is gone
Love itself shall slumber on.

Beau Golden
2008


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2009



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