RIC BASTASA Poems

no dispute about it, marvin boy
realities hurt

but what hurt worse
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inside the car one rainy day
one sees the scattering of people
who do not have anything
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</>we were seated
closer
there was silence
of the white
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Each shall have a room, as they are distinct
As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games
As love is day, lust is the night at the bar
As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth
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Poetry in Perfection
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I am waiting for the time
When everything in me would
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how i wish to
kiss you in the open.

i look for the
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Papa on the horse

As I remember,
Papa rode on the horse
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a small orifice
with a stalagmite
is this a cave?
i ask and then
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the white man dropped the newspaper
lay it aside
seeing this woman with bangles
and brightly colored clothes
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.... let me flatter a friend (or is she.... a foe?)

....i am imitating him. Oh i want a color....red?
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