Kewayne Wadley Poems

I've dug my words beneath
Your skin & found layer
after layer of why your eyes
Often drift over a sea of thought.
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Her lips are the plum
That soaks my lips in provocative
Thirst.
My tongue wrapped
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Across the small ripples and tides
My eyes grew idle.
White linen, swooped with cuffed pants.
Waves rose and fell back into the stiff slow motion of the tide.
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He felt the warmth of his pup's fur as he softly pet his head down by his knee
A Basset Hound
Like the one on the box that matched his shoes
He looked up at the dental assitant as she walked through the door signaling that it was time for him to come to the back
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On this day I decided to write
to you once more
I miss the hands that use to sooth
me with every touch they decided to give
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I've prayed for days like this,
Moment's where time eludes the rapture of thought,
A simple sensation, hidden behind the stars of your eye,
The haiku's of each tear drop left behind on days joy overwhelmed all else,
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That was some years ago
The last time I held my dear sweet Shelly close to me
Her breath still lingers
Just before early dawn while the dew is still fresh
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In Another second,
Time grows deeper,
Picturing itself in an moments essence,
A constant reminder that nothing lasts forever,
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Again,
I write to you without plan
For reply.
How can I expect you.
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Upon my door came a strange knock.
At what ungodly hour.
Such a strange time in my life.
I started not to answer but again the knocks repeated.
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