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Patricia May Neiderer

snoozy

slipping in the cool
as the feet love the feel
cozy cradled in the head
make it a water bed
dreams do come
and spirit step out
embracing the night
as you are tucked in tight
remembering is real
the facade wiped out

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Cory Garcia Patricia May Neiderer
Altre opere di Patricia May Neiderer...
alleen

if only to have him see that the inside of the marble wont roll, tilted but the pink of the rose will go up the nose
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white as snow

tracking the shadow of the bird to know the hearts desire is all the people heard in s.o.s. through the wire with out being a liar
painting again

abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
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tempest fire licked wall

you could smell it like it is smoldering under the shavings then it eats its way out and sharing with the wood
eye of a needle

the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
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Halyomorpha halys

moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter
eve's dress

the master tapestry woven soft silk into my hair putting a bead on taking one off
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stimulation

looking down at the smooth stone that i just picked from the creek and as the water evaporates i ponder the meaning of your words gently pecking your cheek
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mending heart

tenderly stitching and pressing li… velcro, button or safety pin at this moment to begin the stimulation of the trust while adding some lust
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a shade of pink

as if the razor couldn’t cut or the rose had no smell, but your nose was dripping and a tissue was not in reach of the umbrella that
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master bricks

he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow
drop of paint

gentle caress of the lavenders radiance on the breeze’s soft skin –aspire the artist to
deaths tear

missing little piece’s buried in the box no edging left can’t get through the locks to retrieve through ground
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eight it - nine

the moose twisting his antler arou… as they all stand and stare in sil… holding the wall up as normal as e… without the thought on the mind -… that someday this adventure will e…
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lemon drop

the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds
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