Dieter Ian Maree Poems

My hands are numb, my senses are awake
Everything around me seems distant and fake
Simply because of this yearning
This yearning to explore, discover and to partake...
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All that energy …

Relentlessly pursued by who am I and who I wanna be…
Thrust into the abyss of where I am and where I should be
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I dressed you in bright, mysterious colours
You robed me in an enigmatic textile...
That`s how and why we fell in love
When life and love eventually expose
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Cautiously in love
Precariously prostrated
Trapped in a maze of "buts" and "what ifs"
A bit dazed and somewhat heavily sedated.
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Stadig en suinig strooi sy haar laaste bietjie bruinsuiker in die vallei langs my linker-wang,

`n Paar sagte korrels in die droë rivierbedding onder my regter-oog en die verslawende geur van swart koffie en moerbei tussen harde lippe en tande wat kners…
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Let me love you with no boundaries or fences like demonic angels floating in a clear blue sky...

Pursued by eternal condemnation but no longer living a lie... Let me joyously celebrate the wicked Woman in you without care and without worrying that your delicate strength and torturous beauty might be too much for these barren arms to bear.
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Die dag wanneer daar nie meer plek is op `n boekrak nie, het van daai bladsye ongelukkig hulle doel en gevolglik hulle waarde in die paradys verloor

Die dag toe ons almal besluit het om sonder passie dieselfde lewenspaadjie te bewandel, het ons sonder rigting en ritme begin dans
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It`s always been there.
Trapped in a reality with no exits
The imprisoned world of masculine love and care.
While you listened with open arms,
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