Category: My Poetry
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he is like music – a poem
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he is like musicit rises and falls,this song.the rhythm moves mecarrying me past reason,this song. – E.M. Morgan Missing you tonight.
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My Name on Your Lips
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My name on your lips I want to taste my name on your lips, to kiss you, as you whisper it. It’s my favorite thing – to hear you say it – as if it’s new somehow. My heart is new somehow. There are moments when I see your vulnerability…
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Hazel Eyes – A Love Letter
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Hazel Eyes – A Love Letter Your hair curls in a way that makes me long to run my hands through it. When your hair is shorter, I miss those curls. You with your changing hazel eyes and friendship that feels like home – were unexpected and unplanned. We make…
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Heavy – A Poem from the Loneliness
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Heavy The ache settles inAs the days grow darkerAnd colder. The sicknessHangs heavy around my neck.I manage alone, the ache deeper still.How long must I face this alone?– E.M. Morgan
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Absolution
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Absolution I forgave you.I forgive youAnd don’t knowHow not to. Even when itHurts. I chooseForgiveness. It’sNot hard with you. My heart resetsEvery time I see You.I know why theTempests rage Between us. Even still,I love you, baby.The storm can rage.It doesn’t change a thing. When the storms rage,When you are…