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| Note that most of the poems here are taken from my membership days as a poet at the PoetryBoard. It was a chatboard where we converse in poetry and hiakus. It was a real challenge because some of the members were really good. I've tried to put a name to the poems although there were many that I couldn't remember. Most do not have titles, as like I've said, they were our conversations and conversations do not come with titles. I've tried giving them one but still some are better without. : ) See if you can guess which ones were written by me. |
| Sundays Languid days, resting along his chest, I'm dreaming of more days like this. The rhythmic beating of his heart against his chest lulls me to a peaceful sleep. I am so much here, searching for her at twilight. She is so much there. |