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Jess?
 
I found some pictures. Pictures of you.
Not the you I once knew. Gone now, the mass of black curls. Gone, the sharp cheekbones women whispered about, the slanted green eyes that pierced so much they frightened people. Gone now the tiny frame of muscle that had lifted me high and twirled with such frenzy as [...]

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I stumbled onto you
A picture, no less
In fact there were three
 
Grinning in one
Head thrown back
Softness apparent
New to me
 
Black shades the next
Guitar aimed
Like an arrow
At her heart
 
But the last
The soul heavy tired eyes
I remember these
Even now
 
So old
For so young
A man
 
The one thing I never got
When I wrote this
The lines etch now
Just like yours
And I wonder why
I [...]

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I must confess
You give a chill
To flutter by my head
Your inky form
Causes a thrill
Of shudders in my bed
 
I will admit
You have a way
Of mesmerizing me
With jerky flight
I’m hypnotized
By something I can’t see
 
I can’t deny
I long to know
What calls you to my side
Your circled flight
Can only show
You find yourself yet shy

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Two things I learned today:
 I can’t see. I mean, I can see, it’s just that up close I don’t know what I’m seeing. I’ve realized I cannot shop without reading glasses, as I can no longer always tell the difference between the words “Shampoo”, and “Conditioner”. Without The Glasses, I am doomed to a life [...]

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Ruby Mountains
Snowy Mountains
Lay your mantle on my back
When I’m leaving
Yes I’m leaving
Will you point me down the path
 
Ruby hold me
Tell me your sorrows
Drop your tears along the road
When I’m leaving
And I’m leaving
Light a candle for us both
 
Ruby Mountain
Ruby Snow
Keep your secrets from me still
When I’m leaving
You know I’m leaving
Keep what I have left you with

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A smoky golden eye. Green flashes sidelong, blazing. Shocks of bright blonde flying forward, and curls of chocolate tumble from under straw. Like clouds under sun. A warning: things are not always just what they seem. Are they?
Ensconced in shiny black, nestled in leather, giving it the gas. A satisfied purring powers down the highway [...]

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okay, kalei, try this and think about it a bit:
every day, take a moment to breathe very deeply. and then reach deep down into yourself- that part of you, you love about you, and just be there for a few moments. every day. deep, loving breathes welling up from the deepest, loveliest, sweetest, strongest, part [...]

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Maggie,
 
Interesting question to my own question, and I’ll to answer it.

What is it that I would like people to see?
I guess just me. Not dry, stressed out skin, or makeup, all though I have no problem with make up. I just don’t like it much when it’s what you see when you look at a [...]

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I scream the streets
Of Hollywood
Push my old Impala
I’m on my way
To meet the man
But on my heels
Another seems
To follow
 
I can’t shake
The imprint left
Your fingers
On my skin
I need the heat
I’m on my way to meet
The man
And stuck in high gear
 
I’m in the wind
I’ve got those high heels on
Oh, I know when
The feeling’s gone
I scream the streets
Of Hollywood
And [...]

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Kissing Frogs
Well, no. I am not really kissing them. But petting them. Carefully, with one gentle fingertip.
They look on, silent, occasionally perched on my arm where they landed, jumping from the wake of my more vigorous watering and weeding.
They don’t seem to mind the petting, but I try never to subject them to my affections. [...]

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