young love
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summer comes to a close autumnal breezes waft rustling memories of those days when the close of summer had more definitive endings sun-drenched days of youthful frolic, innocent play, done swimming, playing with frogs in holes dug on sandy beaches at grandparent’s homes; ‘the lake’ summer Xanadus of childhood one year, scenic backdrops for advancing… Read more
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She has been a muse nothing more and everything less since we met as teens inspiration still flows from a fleeting reminder; hearing her name (commonly used by others out of parental laziness) the searing stubbed-toe pain of an emotional owie only she could’ve kissed and made better longing springs from trying to remember just… Read more
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There are many different kinds of love puppy brotherly unrequited passionate secret eternal young first true having oft indulged in at least a smattering of each morsel mixing entrées salads desserts on the same plate I am woefully unqualified to distinguish tasty from savory overcooked from underdone yucky from delectable still I happily grab a… Read more
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The daughter of close friends looks at my son like that they have known each other since first grade – a time when looking at each other like that would have been unthinkable; icky, gross…dis-GUS-ting! Now she looks at him like that When I first noticed her looking his obliviousness was a comfort but now… Read more
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I was a good friend of her brother – he knows, but has never said a word On the rare occasions we still meet he smiles a knowledgable, unbelieving, remembering grin and I always wonder, after all of the years that have passed, just how much she has told him… or if he figured it… Read more
Ponderable polemics, poetic 