Back To The Future: A Poem

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Born of a curveball and dazzling smile
Perfecting Them everyday since
There was no way of knowing you hoped to be captured
And held and then softly convinced

But I did the dance you demanded of her
And I own the field quite fine, thanks
This smile you made and that smile I own
Equal forever in rank

Early Poets

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We’ve loved since last time
Before we were born this time
I wrote on your skin

I wondered and then 
You touched my left eyebrow arch
While you moved magic

When you approach me
Be a poor storyteller 
Speaking crazy tales


Grace

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Should we ask the why
Why valleys, why the deserts
Will I feel fear then
And for what purpose, blood

These questions steal my joy
So I must not indulge
My bright green eyes have found
What they need to see

His nature, his nature
Where true, due North is Love
My compass mark it is
My whole heart holds fast here

It’s unknown how it’s so
My feet seem always falling
On paths unpaved and thistled
Somehow my soul it knows

I’ll see the thankful temples
I’ll have girls own big books
I’ll sail silent down black rivers
You’ll come with me Grace