Red Brist Poems

Love never means perfection
If you haven't learned this
You have never been in love
Love is…
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Lovate Meyume
Enthrush
Extrée desurn
Birdea capsation
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In the beginning
Supple beauty
Innocence
Sensuality and
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Recall back the dread
The fear
Recall the incident
The head shaving
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Whoever would have thought?
Life's purpose
Live
Wait
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Watch me
Want me
Touch me
Feel me
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Meerlust turns me back
beautiful Twin Vines
those Luscious Vines of Red Diamond beauty
I tried to force them inside
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Sharp words
Slice harsh and clean
Standing helplessly
Feeling stupid
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What has come over me?
I usually keep my cool
Hold back
Or put on a fake face
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The day does not escape
Without a thought of you
Mind tumbling
Wanting
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