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Wordless Art

Where words lack my body does notWith each breathA soulful attempt to compelWith my heart beatA yearning expressedMy skinAn ivory parchmentTo scribe the waysMy body must confessThe urgent love I feel for youMy lips moveIn rhythm to brush with yoursThe meaning of...

Her Empty Bucket

She reached into her well With an empty bucket And Her heart filled With plenty of nothing Unquenched in spirit She sought her fill But parched and dry she was No single act Brought her here No loss of love Or infidel Could explain her empty hole The one she had...