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Monday, October 19, 2009

Three Poems

Comes
By GC SMITH

From opaque mist
slight rustling,
honeyed ambrosia

breath in, reach out
touch life’s exquisite
mystery



Come on, honey
By GC SMITH

Hey babe
touch me
while
I tell you
everything
kiss me
I’ll
inhale you
while
we do
what
we will
do



Too Fast
By GC SMITH

Topsy-turvy
hurtling
life accelerates
dammit

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