Raven Brent Poems

Here in my house.
My dreams are filled in the here and now.
Here in my house.
Things seem so estranged.
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The rush hour traffic was trafficacious.
Keith Richards and I crossed a turn lane.
His eyes wandered on mine.
He grasped my hand, playfully messing around
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Passion running it's course like a stolen river.
Hands feel every stroke like wild bandit.
Swim to me when you're ready to take the first step.
Body push it to the max.
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I cried so much I drowned in my river.
My tears are so much they couldn't dry.
Whatever your love's done for me is no good.
For this you would cry me a river.
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Just yesterday I thought I had a friend.
Someone I thought who would be by my side.
You forgotten what you started.
You gave me your reasons and parted.
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Ace Ventura was a lucky man.
He lived freely like a wild beast.
He knew how to get me.
He made my bed like a trap of lust.
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You raped me of my innocence and prestige.
Nothing more of me than the naked eyes sees.
You sponged your way into the darkness.
You borded your way right through me.
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He gets me from behind.
He plows right into me.
The grinding kind.
He's about to explode.
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Love is here and gone the next day. Don't wait for me 'cause I might cry. And love is the greatess aphrodisac. What's causing all this pain, pain.
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