Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,521 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

881. I Guess 8/5/2016
882. Velvet Kiss 8/9/2016
883. I Love You 8/9/2016
884. Prayer Defeats The Enemy 8/9/2016
885. Lingerie Is Welcome 8/12/2016
886. Aldous Huxley Joins Vermeer 8/19/2016
887. Smiles 8/23/2016
888. Flower Child 8/25/2016
889. Atlantic Tides 8/27/2016
890. You're Pathetic 8/30/2016
891. Buffalo Herds 10/23/2016
892. Deep In The Light 10/24/2016
893. Uneven 1/25/2017
894. Letting Go 1/28/2017
895. Into The Shame 6/28/2015
896. My Angel 7/1/2015
897. Something Dark 7/1/2015
898. Crawling Around The Stars 7/3/2015
899. Hazel Eyes 7/8/2015
900. Rejoice! 7/10/2015
901. I Need Forgiveness 7/11/2015
902. Everything Shifting 4/19/2016
903. Salvation 4/21/2016
904. Auguste Macke 4/21/2016
905. Spring Breeze 4/22/2016
906. Meditations 4/22/2016
907. Betrayed 4/23/2016
908. Beautiful Night 4/23/2016
909. Candles Of Jazz 4/24/2016
910. Cave Wall 4/26/2016
911. Black Spring 5/2/2016
912. I Like My Home 5/2/2016
913. Cross The Bridge 5/5/2016
914. Sandra 5/6/2016
915. Gothic Moon Rules 5/6/2016
916. The Quiet Places 6/8/2017
917. Deliver Me 6/8/2017
918. Stars Whisper 6/9/2017
919. Stiletto Night 6/18/2017
920. I Still Pray 7/10/2017

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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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