Joshua Swanson Poems

I could sail all the worlds oceans,
And travel all the many, many lands,
And not find such powerful emotions,
As I feel stir within beneath your hands.
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I bend my back and taste the lash,
That leaves a line of molten ash,
And moan with lust I can't contain,
And weep a heartfelt plea for pain.
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If only you could hear the people sing,
And dance throughout the long and lonely night,
When joy and sadness seem both to take wing,
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It
It was
It was a
Dark and stormy
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Angels feathers drift down from the moon,
To brush my skin as with silken lips.
A thousand lovers kiss and caress,
A thousand strokes with a thousand whips.
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When the snow is falling it is time to say goodbye;
Clouds of snow are falling, falling, from a leaden sky;
Clouds of snow are rising - snow that's soft, and warm, and dry.
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I touch my fingers to the mirror,
Feel them slowly start to sink,
Into the deep morass of feelings,
And thoughts I canot bear to think.
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I reach out my hand,
Gently stroke your hair-
Feel it fade away,
A ghost of a care,
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My life will end at the end of this journey,
The dagger held by my own hand,
And only I will hear the whisper,
Of my soul as it flees the land.
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My shattered heart bleeds softly in the silence of the night,
My silken soul unwound and torn to cry a silent plight,
My blood beats firmly through my wrist, a line of scarlet flares,
A fragile thread of life drawn clean that catches unawares.
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