Poems by Nick Blocker

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  • Love
    Her gentile touch upon my hand...

  • I feel the beat of the drum again
    My heart thumping in sequence with her steps...

  • The revolution of time
    Is nothing more than wasted uncertainly...

  • I have sub comb to destruction
    I have given away...

  • This Life
    My Life...

  • I can feel her loving hand
    Slide across my face...

  • Deep in the hearts soul of all humanity
    Rages a crimson river of LUST...

  • A flame kindles in the hearts of all humanity
    When seldom an image of something...