Poetheart Morgan Poems

Buzios bay is a place to
wait and
hold on our heart
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She has a strange name
that initiate a spark

'Unspeakable'
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Sometimes I feel unhappy with my words.... I'm very tough with myself....... People suffer for other things... I suffer because I'm extremely objective... I speak a lot of things that even I do not understand...
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~they loved her~

in a large farmhouse
with shady trees in the backyard
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I know that you dont like read this
or because you dont want or you cant
but is here, for you
written in a white and in black sheet
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Who is there peeping on the branches
waiting for your naive soul
since your childhood
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i was thinking like poetry can be more than all. More than you, me, more than a pleasurable book. How poetry has changed me and make me a better person. A beautiful person. More confident, more sensual and open to life. I have no more fears. I left them behind.Its logical that i suffer still but when pains comes i always have your words my words and all poetry on the world.

Is a New World for me. Not so new, because dwells on me since i was born.That madness by the letters and rhymes. I recognize that feelings. Feel that my whole life. Just needed a push. A endless push. That keeps going and dragging me. Thanks God!
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There, between two pointed Rocks

vast plain to eyes see
a solitary man
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Since i am reading you
I am stuck
the words don't flow
and fight between them
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there, thou art leaf, mine

concealed in blue
amid in distances
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