Sonya Florentino Poems

Why can't I write about anything else but you
This can't be writer's block I'm going through
If you're my muse, I'm not amused
I'm getting tired of you
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(inspired by the poem 'Doves Dream' by Jasmin Whyte;
please read 1st comment below on how this poem came about)

The black crow
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It doesn’t take much to make me cry
Remembering the fire in your eyes

It doesn’t take much to make me smile
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Happiness is a memory
But what if I forget
Will I then be left with loneliness
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With not a word exchanged

Their fate long ago ordained
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You have morphed into a guitar
You’ve been transformed into musical notes
You have become
a plaintive song in my heart
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No song more beautiful
Than her soft moans of pleasure
No drink as sweet
As a woman steeped in bliss
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Let me feel your love before it's too late
Let me feel your touch before day breaks
Let me feel your warmth before the sun comes down
Tomorrow I'll be gone
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Surely I must have heard the thornbird cry
I just don't recognize the place and time
MaybeI heard it in a forgotten dream
But didn't know exactly what it means
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Cut me loose
From these ropes
I'm not running anymore
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