Tag: Poetry
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Winter Solstice
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Winter Solstice On the longest,Darkest nightOf the year, theWarmth and lightOf hope will beBurning bright.-EM Morgan
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Thaw my Heart
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In the cold air that bites my skin, I’m reminded of the way the seasons match my heart – cold and lifeless now. I wait for the warmth of spring to thaw what loss has hardened. -EM
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A Roller Coaster – A Poem of Love, Longing, Passion, and Futility
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Like a roller coaster . . . This is like a roller coaster.A wild ride of desire andAdmiration and love and frustration.I’ve never felt so crazy.For more of you.Crazy for you. Crazy to tell you howBadly I want you.How much I miss youWhen we don’t talk.I ride this rickety pieceOf…
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Restoration
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On a cold morning As the ice melts I’m reminded in the quiet Of the beauty that exists Unseen. Pulsing in the soil and In the trees bare. Unseen for now, restoration Is coming. EM Morgan
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Your Touch is a Reminder
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Your touch was an instant reminder of the longing and desire. A mix of happiness and melancholy has followed. There’s a thin line between hope and . . . maybe it’s insanity. I am straddling this line, longing for your touch and kiss. Longing to have it and you whenever…
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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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The Love We Both Deserve
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Find me again someday – if you’re free and you know what you want. I don’t want to be any man’s second choice or the person that entertains you when you’re bored and done chasing someone else’s attention. Find me again someday when I don’t have to fight so hard…
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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