Some days I’m fine just like a well
enjoying nature I must tell...

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Has anyone noticed...

I write and write
to write what I wish to write...

A lemon split in half, adorns a cup
while aunt Maria pours the tea to mom...

Oh life…
Oh well...

Oh gosh
I regret regretting what I always regret...

I watched as the rain fell drop over drop
on the asphalt of a dusky street...

draw me a tree
one with leaves as red as sunsets...

To live is to breathe
as to breathe is to inhale then to exhale...

Lids hug each other;
this type of love makes one dream...

Let me close my eyes into oblivion
like a forgotten language in the tip of my tongue...

I wish you knew that like the sky
You have just mesmerized my eye...