Poems from rensaintbee

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poet of no renown. lover of the moon.
We're friends now. He's spoken my name. He's seen my eyes. And really looked. For something I don't show anybody. For something I'm...
My mouth tastes like Christmas, and all I can think about is other holidays. It tastes like mistletoe and family, and all I can wonder is...
From every love I have lost, I have gained. At the edge of the lost place, I have risen from the pavement of my heartbreak. For every...
To Her Dearest, fondest one to my heart My eyes do beweep themselves on thought of you alone There are not many things I could say to you...