Reyvrex Questor Reyes Poems

Your eyes are red
Bruises are blue
Your nose has bled
With blood so true
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I just can't ever ran away from you
You're always present everywhere I go
It is your face on people that I see
A shadow anywhere that I may be
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Love can give hints of its existence,
Like rain that may be augured by a cloud,
Or speak mysterious of its quintessence,
Through lips so veiled, as though wrapped in a shroud;
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If souls have been existent long before,
In corridors of Time, long gone, unknown,
Could it be that you, too, were there in store,
Until the time this state to you been shown?
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From dust of heroes that rain turned to mud,
To sullied air, when martyrs breathed their last,
To waters, so mingled with warriors' blood,
To cliffs, resounding death as throes are cast;
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Those Spanish eyes so very blue
Matt Monroe's toast of long ago
Senorita of toreadors
The fraulein whom my heart adores
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How your life seems just too merry
Carefree in your days like a lark
To rise above the mystery
Of questions lurking in the dark;
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As I watch passing lovers, walking by,
How varied the affection they would show,
The language, bodies speak, decipher I
For acts that, soon or not, they might pursue
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In our class, there is a girl named Susan
she was asked, 'Which is sea, which is ocean'
Sea said, 'Ma'am's fuzzy'
'I breezed prep easy'
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O queer pointed fiddle of little size
The bane of crumbs, in teeth, that stayed
Your use in public has been deemed unwise
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