Lawrence S. Pertillar Senses Poems

Dropped to the rocks.
Swiftly without warning.
Knocked.Senses.
Knocked.Defenses.
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Keep it meant to be loved.
Those interests kept,
With your time invested.
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The ones refusing to open their eyes,
Ears and minds...
Believing themselves to be immunized,
By the rapidity of changes...
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Giving up on my life,
To not sleep peacefully at night.
With a pacing of the floor...
Back and forth and uptight.
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There our senses touch.

In the fields of...
Fresh grass scented.
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Summertime...
Nights with fireflies,
And hives with nestled bees.
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