Poems by silvershoes

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  • Time is slipping from
    my hands, such that...

  • She is calm and quiet,
    filled with softly beating hearts...

  • A stuffy bar with women strewn
    across the stools...

  • Crawling across the cement then
    spindling from a web of...

  • That was not all they spoke of her
    in rippling recesses of anarchy...

  • I do not know if when looking upon him
    she sees the face of a man...

  • She's spinning out of control
    and it's all I can do not to hold her as she...

  • We carve curved lines in the sand with
    dead twigs of a sycamore...

  • It snows down lonely mountain.
    Somehow the wind has brought me here...

  • Maybe I was the ocean, come crashing in,
    and you were the stream, undisturbed on a quiet...

  • It was a decade ago at the bay of youth.
    We ventured to salty waters on stony shores...

  • When we missed you,
    we used to sing...