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Comfort

Posted: March 21st, 2010 | Author: | Filed under: poetry | Tags: | No Comments »

Hearing yir brethin next to me
is so comforting

I don’t even have to
touch yir delikat skin
a warm peach

Just knowing yur lyin next to me
makes me melt, were I to touch you I
would turn into a pud’l and
soak the sheets, shower or no

I love you so you, the other half
to my puzzle, that your little intermittent semi-snores make me happy to know
that you are alive! And resting well.

I love you my compliment, my companion, my love my love my mate

  • conventional spelling version for translation:
  • Hearing your breathing next to me
    is so comforting

    I don’t even have to
    touch your delicate skin
    a warm peach

    Just knowing your lying next to me
    makes me melt, were I to touch you I
    would turn into a puddle and
    soak the sheets, shower or no

    I love you so you, the other half
    to my puzzle, that your little intermittent semi-snores make me happy to know
    that you are alive! And resting well.

    I love you my compliment, my companion, my love my love my mate

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    O Blé Di Ooooh Blé Da!

    Posted: February 22nd, 2010 | Author: | Filed under: poetry | Tags: | No Comments »

    O blue sky so blue,
    rouged with clouds
    gently blown across
    your fair face.

    I love you like that sky,
    with a warmth that
    lights up
    my face and heart.

    Such sweet enchantment
    do I feel in the warm
    smile of
    your laughing gaze.

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