Debra Miller

Tranquility;
traces the darkness
nestling breathless inhalations.
Burning desire;
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Your smile,
captivating and genuine
sensuality radiating.
Your eyes,
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In quiet moments slumber sharing
passions part mid sacred stares.
Breathless whispers usher memories
silent 'pon the pillow's lair.
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Dancing upon the shores of my life,
time capsules of sand beneath my feet.
Reaching for daydreams tossed out to sea,
adrift on the waves of torment and strife.
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From within the depth of your eyes,
pools of longing emerge.
Breathless,
words failing,
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Please,
hold me up
while I cry for awhile
to gather more strength
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Your presence,
your strength,
your comforting words,
in silence reverberate
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Twisted barrenness tears my existence.
Bitter hatred,
death's intrusiveness,
flaunting my sanity.
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Words cut like razors...steel tongued repertoires,
coursing veins of crimson colored legacies,
trapped within the chamber of a fragmented resurrection.
Cascading tears cleanse tormented kisses...
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Within love's embrace,
sheltered from harm,
escape from life's torment,
recessed into calm.
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Temples of destruction;
My Life.
Chronicles of time,
lapsed silences heal.
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Heart of mine,
youth denied,
lost in life's confine.
Tormented fear,
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Silent bruises,
torn flesh of the soul,
penetrate wounds
harsh remnants of the world.
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I visit the beach to disrobe my soul,
the surf,
my temptress,
initiating desire.
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