Liane Carlo Suelan Poems

Shall I define
Perfect? It is
Your skin so fine,
Your smile of bliss,
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I lay under the midnight sky,
Her jewels illuminating the night.
Her colossal pearl catches my eye
As I strive to regain my sight;
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All I can do is dream.
For in dreams, it does not seem
As though it is but a fantasy -
The love that will never be reality;
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Wherever I look, whichever way I stare,
I only find horrors lying here and there.

I see countless women abused by vile men;
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It is a yoke.
It is a yoke that you bring around;
Shackles, chains,
Burdens, and yet you are deaf to the sound,
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Thy caress upon this face of mine,
The way thou movest through my ruffled hair
Like cold fingers that slide upon wood sanded fine,
Thou wipest the remnants of my despair.
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The moon gleams above me.
Vehicles speed right past me
As my legs bring me
To someone I had once had;
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Watch
As the moon above gleams in all its glory
Ever so serene, ever so silent
The still pond of starlight
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Bitter winters buried me
In what fell like feathers
Accumulated and amassed
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