Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,549 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

841. Perspectives 11/28/2015
842. Warriors Of Light 11/28/2015
843. Lucille 11/29/2015
844. Divine Fire 12/3/2015
845. Not Of This World 12/7/2015
846. Jubilee Year In Eschatology And Future Prophecy 12/8/2015
847. Seagulls Fly 12/10/2015
848. Tides 12/12/2015
849. Fill Your Cup 12/12/2015
850. Old Ely 12/13/2015
851. The Small Part 12/21/2015
852. I Hope 1/3/2016
853. Purpose 1/8/2016
854. Dark Side 1/18/2016
855. It's Just The Wind - My New Song 2/22/2016
856. Don't You 3/21/2016
857. Keep It Real 4/2/2016
858. Every Minute 4/3/2016
859. Sky 4/10/2016
860. Bless You 4/11/2016
861. German Women 4/13/2016
862. Tread Lightly 4/16/2016
863. My Prayers Ascend 4/16/2016
864. I've Learned 5/9/2016
865. Visions 5/9/2016
866. Peyote Moon 5/9/2016
867. Black Eyeliner 5/10/2016
868. Simplicity 5/12/2016
869. Not Today 5/12/2016
870. Goat Paradise 5/14/2016
871. Smitten 5/19/2016
872. Lady Sandra 5/20/2016
873. Celtic Tea 5/21/2016
874. Golden World 5/21/2016
875. Today Is Waiting 5/22/2016
876. Age And Desire Meet 5/23/2016
877. Banter Of Flowers 5/27/2016
878. Thighs Of Spain 5/30/2016
879. Moral Inventory 6/11/2016
880. The Ar-15 6/13/2016

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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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Her Velvet Walk

Words burn like fires from Troy
Pearls from the dying myths
Some fear what then have become
Rodin with hands that touch Michelangelo
She draws for the left bank
Seines flows like Chopin’s piano
Picasso walks under halos
Love is the only moral

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