Pete's Poetry

If I had chased you down
a leafy lane of fall…

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Too Long Separate

Posted by in Love's Name, Poems

I listen to the ballads of my blue mind
and think of you.

You are in the taste of blotted lipstick
on the lip crests of my morning.
You are the swift stroke and new razor
greeting the rough-hewn stubble of my face.
You are every drop of wet
in the shower of memory.

…like the theatre
and dancer’s passion
and tragedy
and despair.

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Haiku for You

Haiku for You

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