Joseph Narusiewicz

Gold Star - 6,295 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Joseph Narusiewicz Poems

921. The Quiet Places 6/8/2017
922. Deliver Me 6/8/2017
923. Stars Whisper 6/9/2017
924. Stiletto Night 6/18/2017
925. I Still Pray 7/10/2017
926. In Blossom 7/12/2017
927. An Angel 7/13/2017
928. Until Then 7/14/2017
929. She Calls Me 7/16/2017
930. Extra Blanket 7/16/2017
931. Olivia 7/19/2017
932. Evening 7/21/2017
933. Humming Bird 7/21/2017
934. Elysian Beds 7/24/2017
935. Espresso 7/25/2017
936. Pilgrims 7/25/2017
937. Come Join Me 7/26/2017
938. Holy Shepherd 8/4/2017
939. Woodlands And Rivers 8/5/2017
940. Beauty Of The Land 8/8/2017
941. Black Corset 8/26/2017
942. Good Luck -new- 9/11/2017
943. Peace Leads The Way -new- 9/12/2017
944. The Condemned 4/22/2017
945. Orange Fog -new- 9/18/2017
946. Fundamentalist Nazi's 12/10/2014
947. Love Again 11/30/2014
948. Delicate Goodbye 11/27/2014
949. Celtic Sun 10/17/2014
950. Beauty Has Won 8/10/2014
951. Knowledge With Wisdom 8/2/2014
952. Carnal Gardens 6/20/2014
953. Phillip K Dick 12/30/2013
954. Second Coming 5/9/2014
955. My Lioness 2/23/2014
956. Israel's Right To Exist 5/26/2013
957. Caravan Of Moonlight 2/13/2014
958. Leather Gloves 11/4/2013
959. The Other World 4/23/2013
960. Slaves 10/7/2012
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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