all that noise
through the paper-thin wall
in my motel room
I start counting
summer stars in the window
Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine, 2011
A Room of My Own: Past and Present, Then Ever
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cherry blossoms
always the same, and yet
ever new with you
pink blossom rain
the space where you used to be
pink blossom rain
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midnight crescen...
