Is there something else that I can do to reciprocate this crush for you?
April is the month to write the poem that holds this crushing lite.
Sentiments on paper seem less to fear but oh my dear.
When our grasp is tight till blue it steals the lyric from me and you.
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I know to seek falling water
or float in deep sleepy states
with crystal awareness,
my face tipped skyward to sunbeams,
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Terry, sweet Terry,
you darling dancing flirt;
you glide up and down
in that slit black skirt!
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Public school pain
Wipe my brow in vain
Each day bleeds the same
Kids act-out, insane!
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Prepped in perfect privilege
Entrance here is gained
Honor rules of 'etiquette'
From challenge, we'll abstain
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Hello hallow night
right here
in the middle
of my heavy heart
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Seared.
Sore.
My brain, that is!
Thinking so damn hard;
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For Christ's sake, please
don’t tell me about our polluted planet again!
I need to hear the train whistle,
church bell chorus, noon-time town siren,
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