Poetheart Morgan Poems

I can not bear
the loneliness of others

or the sun that is not my
...

when the man's hope comes to us
all the rays of the life
lies by your side
to give you strength and warmth
...

He will go away! ! ! !
they say
with open palms
under the rocks
...

In silent september i slept
profoundly
in a desperate hibernation
in a cove where poets die
...

Nor needed to be so beautiful as well
or thin eyes
that comes with attraction redemptive
...

modern lies, they ask
but may be ancient and well hid

what glows inside
...

Where is the poetry?
if the poet left it
if his words have become tired
as much as he is
...

You were among the flower of cherry trees
and you carried me so lovingly

and
while the fragrance reached
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I met a gentleman tonight
and he introduced himself to me
meek and quiet
...

in my eternal search
white face and deep eyes
but with inspirations ~ highs ~
...