Bonnie Cote

i am in so much blood filled
state of lust, robust lust
taking over me
each inch of skin it tingles
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there is no way to gauge how much i love him
how much does a plant love the sun and the rain?

there is no way to measure this love from within me
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i write this for you
because you are good to me
like nobody has ever been
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somewhere between cynicism and beauty
reality slides and grows, blossoms if you let it
from the seed to the flower in your mind
let that which was fall behind that said do not
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really i want to be
by your side
there isn't any other substitute
for your side
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fruitless expectations
dreams diminished but not gone
painting a different picture
so that i can move on
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no falling in love with love
unless the love is true
the concept of love means nothing
if you do not love you
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and it won't be filled with gold
for it is a different sort of present
for the greedy don't go there
they go somewhere else
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black coffee
wooden dolls
piles of compact discs
that magically produce
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and i adore you
and i know you will leave
and when you are gone
there will be no other
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and the world is still the world
even when the ugliness is upon you
and despair and cynicism
fill you
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childhood was great
filled with trains
wading in the lake
rocky ridge park
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if i write something
it won't be good enough

if i speak
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I dance for The Dead
In the fall leaves
Alive is the wind
And wet sidewalks
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and he is there
behind me
and knowing he is there
makes me smile
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little dragon
sits and waits
summer approaches
spring has passed
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i love you
your love of bugs
my ant watcher
stay with me
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Jagannatha Lord of the Universe
What are Your tricks on me?
Look at that smile
Mesmerize
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