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There is no regret.
You have given your hand to me, simply said hello to me.
Felt my heart melt away.
Late at night I have thoughts swimming in my head filled with you.
I long to kiss your lips and to hold you tight.
It has been exhausting to lose at my own game, could not play the victim.
I have felt a little...
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Everything is shifting. Nothing will be the same.
The day is still filled with plenty of sunshine and there is enough heat to
bring a bit of sweat on the brow, but the night is a different story.
Early, afternoon off-shore breeze brings the marine layer into inner most lands.
Each passing night, it is cooler and cooler.
Baseball has begun to wind down it's...
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Yesterday, I had recieved a letter from the International Society of Poetry, www.poetry.com. They want to publish another of my poems that I had posted. This poem is one of my most simplistic of writings.
Well here it is. I hope you enjoy and understand it.

The Cycle

Mystic swirls,
Promises filled,
Magical chants,
Pleasures singing,
Outer selves grasping,
Lucid dreaming,
Inner selves begging,
Treasures...
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Poor innocent friend.
I know that you were going. You are so much like me.
You can never fool me.
There is no reason to be lying to me.
I know from the start that you will betray me and that you would depart.
There is that poor fool who has told you that he loves you.
You can leave with him and I will...
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In a pile of ashes, I see my face.
I have stopped playing the victim this time. The game has faded away.
I could not believe of the lies that were being told to me.
Tears are not shed anymore.
I dig my heals into the ground. Refusing the shame.
I take claim of my victory. Peace never rests.
From my pain will be strength....
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Tick, Toc, Tick, Toc
The clock marks each second, minute, and hour passing.
The day is filled with brillent sunshine and lovely heat that makes
want to spend your day lazily at the beach.
But then the breeze creeps on to the land. The foggy mist begins to devor
the building.
Is it summer? Yes, it is. Yet, it is starting to feel like fall...
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The time creeping quickly away.
The heat of summer will soon give way to the autumn cool breeze.
Football are on the lips of men, both young and old.
The night starts to take away the daylight hour by hour.
How sweet the taste is in the air.
The richest of aromas begin to mingle in your senses.
Wrap yourself with the pure pleasure of...
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Another poem that I had written so many year ago. It was another time and place in life that things seems so much simpler.

Discovering in the depths of my soul of a love that does not know how to die. The wall were once caving in until the day I felt the warmth of a love from far away.
I want to be in...
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Here is another poem for you reading pleasure.

A Taste of Something,

Can you taste it?
It is in the summer winds blowing from the ocean. It is found from the warmth of the sun beating upon
your skin as you lay on the sandy sands.
It is something that lingers at the parks as people gather around the grill, to taste the delight of...
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I am back from a short break. But I am only here another 30 days.
Then again the membership ends.
I hope I have been missed. Soon to add more poetry and stories to my blog.
Have a great summer everyone.

Well, today is the last day that I will post a blog for the time being.

I hope everyone had a nice 4th of July. Plenty of Fireworks, BBQ, and fun.
I will miss everyone. I am have had a great year on this site.
All you women are very lovely, charming, and sweet hearts in each unique way.
May the passage of time be...
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This is will be one of the few blog entries that I will be posting.
My membership will be ending in a couple of weeks.
Funds are very tight and I do not think I can afford to pay for another year.
I just wanted to let everyone on my list of friends. I am very much grateful for each of you
who have befriended...
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