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Patricia May Neiderer

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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dreams

i would like to exhale on a fiddle… tap dance on the king’s crown perish in the fire, with you looki… some duck in aisle to hide from th… gathering of these could bring a s…
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dead leaf hanging

yellow flashing white laying brown reaching gray creeping blue floating
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stimulating the lacrimal gland

the tears didn’t leave a trail into the corn field till after the couple was found frozen and dead but left many puddles after
five-four

i weave the butterfly hairs into your looks and they look like feathers blowing in the airs with no one to read the book the tongue stopped by time
longing for feelings

when the seed turns to dust and we can only lust after the thoughts of the beginning to only find the end
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caught in the web

you yearn to turn and churn but you can’t learn as the eyes watch through
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the curve in the line

the tales find words in them the weepings from the finger print… speak through words UN-know little smears of oil mixed with du… pressed down in ink, some would sa…
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egg shells

as you place me in your hand folding fingers over and carrying… to a place where you can get the magnifying glass out, are you going to burn me?
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subdue

glossed over as if covered in a way that makes it new some say white others blue
healing perfume

as the miniature knight races across the snow covered branch i will uncover your feet........ close your eyes now open your mouth
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one hopes

in the hive or packaged together and open on t… the day of forgiveness, how could… where the groves in the hand will… as the togetherness is in-cased in…
essence

sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by
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immerse

the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
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the drip rolling

would be like finding the end of t… only you weren’t looking for it to the surprise of not many days l… shaken and stirred, mixed in a way of never to be separated again
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connecting

until now when the understanding is felt while sifting fingers through freshly plowed dirt
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