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Little Poems About A Girl's Longing and Memories

Updated on July 19, 2013

Childhood

Little girls climbed trees

The woods are my memory

Wait. Laughter sounds still

Dangerous

Leaning against a car,

Black leather and smoke clad.

Casual, as if born to the spot.

Ready to grab my hand,

And take us down a road

where I know the way

from which we can not return.

Smoke and Cloves


Strong and sensual

Melts me to the here and now

Fingers draw me in

Solitary

Hands on another

In my lonely bed, touch me

A whispered word as a door closes

vibrates in my heart

A kiss once felt in my mouth

burns still

given to someone else


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      Jennifer 4 years ago from New Jersey

      Very good, Philly! Except I am an ex-smoker now....this poem was about a long time ago! Thanks for the read and and your amazing insights!

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      Jose Velasquez 4 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      So let me see, you are a smoker who like leather clad men. You still feel like a little girl inside sometimes, but you are a passionate woman, You've been hurt before. I love how poetry tells a persons story.

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      JayDeck 4 years ago from New Jersey

      You're welcome!

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      Jennifer 4 years ago from New Jersey

      Thank you for your generous words

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      JayDeck 4 years ago from New Jersey

      The kiss burning still... wow! Very powerful sensory image.

      -J