Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 5,941 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

361. Heaven 5/21/2013
362. Heavenly Stars 7/23/2015
363. Heavens Mercy Seat 1/3/2012
364. Hello And Good Luck 5/15/2015
365. Hendrix Smiles 7/16/2013
366. Her Bed Is An Oasis 4/24/2012
367. Her Leather Mountains 8/24/2013
368. Her Mask 8/6/2015
369. Her Poetry 11/18/2011
370. Her Touch 11/30/2011
371. Her Velvet Walk 11/15/2011
372. Her Warm Fire 12/27/2012
373. Here Comes Frankenstein 12/11/2011
374. Here Is My Number 6/24/2015
375. Hieroglyphics 12/25/2013
376. High Heels 12/9/2011
377. Highway 101 Calls 3/15/2013
378. Hold Me 3/4/2013
379. Holy City 8/16/2013
380. Holy Family 4/18/2012
381. Holy Nation 1/31/2012
382. Holy Night 12/6/2011
383. Home 4/26/2012
384. Home To Home 12/2/2011
385. Honor 10/8/2013
386. Hope Has Flowers 5/30/2012
387. Hope I Can Feel 12/19/2011
388. Hot Enough For You? 8/2/2012
389. Hot Flash 5/22/2013
390. Hot Spots 3/11/2014
391. Hot Tub 12/21/2011
392. Hot Wretched Coals 9/13/2012
393. Hour Of Fire 12/19/2011
394. Hovering With Honey 4/27/2013
395. How I Wish 11/15/2011
396. How The Gold Shines 6/16/2013
397. Humming Bird -new- 7/21/2017
398. Hunted 12/18/2011
399. Hunter S Thompson 2/12/2013
400. I Already Believe 6/26/2015
Best Poem of Joseph Narusiewicz

I'll Never Forget You

Opaque heart lit with tenderness
She shines like a child’s smile
Those old songs bring a tear
I really hope your life is happy
When the bitterness goes we can see
We had some real love one for another
Didn’t we?

Oh! How I pretended and rationalized
How I tried too make it all contained
Processed and intellectual
Now I know it was love
Pure and simple love and passion
Defining things can minimize

Nothing has ever replaced the fire of your kiss
They say we only get one love of our life
Your eyes so filled with moonlight
So ...

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Two Shadows

Moral codes under black lace
Permeate the sensuous epidermis
We touch in sanctuary
We meet inside the dim lit cathedral
Past the sinew
Past the circus
There are symbols on your walls
Conversion is not dogmatic
Love walks these stone alleys

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