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Kristina Louisa Carr
Kristina Louisa Carr
(Born: Cape Town, South Africa)
Kristina Louisa Carr Poems
| 41. | Pure Love (For My Friend Marie) | 5/20/2011 |
| 42. | Love & Heat | 5/23/2011 |
| 43. | Love Of Flavors | 5/24/2011 |
| 44. | Rainbow People | 5/10/2011 |
| 45. | Off Days | 6/14/2011 |
| 46. | Passions Ablaze | 6/16/2011 |
| 47. | Smiles About Love | 6/17/2011 |
| 48. | Regret | 6/20/2011 |
| 49. | Mr. Wrong | 6/23/2011 |
| 50. | Lazy Afternoon | 6/26/2011 |
| 51. | Dream Of Peace | 6/27/2011 |
| 52. | Traffic Jam | 6/30/2011 |
| 53. | Silence Unbroken | 7/3/2011 |
| 54. | Tango D'Amore | 7/4/2011 |
| 55. | Dinner Thoughts | 8/10/2011 |
| 56. | Coffee Cigarettes And Time | 8/10/2011 |
| 57. | Dream Interpreted | 8/11/2011 |
| 58. | Sundays Past | 8/16/2011 |
| 59. | Morgana Le Fay | 8/17/2011 |
| 60. | Faith | 8/19/2011 |
| 61. | Temporary Contentment | 8/19/2011 |
| 62. | Downtown | 8/20/2011 |
| 63. | Small Minds | 8/24/2011 |
| 64. | Day Sounds | 8/31/2011 |
| 65. | Fertility | 9/2/2011 |
| 66. | Motherhood | 9/2/2011 |
| 67. | What If! | 9/2/2011 |
| 68. | After The Rain Downtown | 9/7/2011 |
| 69. | Saturday Morning | 9/13/2011 |
| 70. | Evolutionary Soul | 9/22/2011 |
| 71. | Monday Morning | 10/10/2011 |
| 72. | Cover Up | 10/10/2011 |
| 73. | Enslavement | 10/12/2011 |
| 74. | Numb | 1/12/2012 |
| 75. | Heartburn | 7/31/2012 |
| 76. | Starting Over | 11/9/2012 |
| 77. | Falling | 12/10/2012 |
| 78. | Lost In A Night | 12/23/2012 |
| 79. | November Clarity | 11/12/2013 |
| 80. | Soulmate | 7/9/2011 |
Before Dark
Dusk right before dark is my favorite time of each day
The dim light feels as if I am only in this world halfway
Right then it is time for shadows taking over the light
And colors fade slowly to shades of black and white
Sometimes I see the sun bathing all in an orange glow
And I wish I could touch the heat before it let go
During dusk I want to have you close and not be alone
In the fading light your features turn to marble and stone
Right then I want to bring back life into each inch of your skin
I want to touch you and feel your strong heartbeat ...
Cut Flowers
If you love me - please never bring me cut flowers
Because I know that they will die soon after a few hours
I would feel that whatever the flowers represent
Would be equal to the time we have left to spend
Straight stems, soft petals and a lush green leaf
The hours and minutes are numbered - you better believe
Picking a flower is like a sure sentence to death
Like taking a fish out of water watching his last breath
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