tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42052933575704278682011-08-20T06:22:55.895-05:00Martine Lockehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06535991577179580699noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4205293357570427868.post-62691779109170748282010-11-04T05:34:00.000-05:002010-11-04T05:34:14.798-05:00

is it crazy? or is it just me? can you hear the voice? the one that says 'breathe...'? like I have any other choice... but to do as it asks. so i must. in and out. until i dont anymore and hopefully... by that time i will know.

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i sitright herein this placefor a thousand yearsand listen to the windas it runs through the bellswith a melody of beautythat holds mewaitingand to the cacophonyof feathered lifeas it wakes up the daywith a cry of 'come on, come onit's time, it's time NOW'a smile on my facea stretchwaiting to be foundin my bodymy love asleepsmilinglike we both know a secret(of which of course, we do)

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i saw a thousand crowsfall from the skyas the words fell from her lipsand formed into a liebehind her teeththe truthit stood no chanceit fell to the masters handit got trampled by the masters danceshameyou must feel so ashamednow all shameall shameit falls on youa thousand tearsfell, from my eyesas the truth was toldthrough someone else's liesbetween the lines of truthand the nightwell, she stood

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it looked impressiveuntil i got up closeand saw it was filledwith mothsand holesi leaned all the way into take a big smelland recoiled in horrorat the scent of hellit caught me by surpriseas i woke from the dreambut what i heard was unmistakablewhat i heard.... was my scream(c)2009 APRA/Martine Locke No reprint without permission. All Rights Reserved.

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she drips..... into my mouththe love that seeps from her eyesthrough her lips and into mefalling.... from the tips of her finger tipsand onto mewrapped.....safely wrapped in her armsin her lovein her touch in the truth she bringsthe love she singsinto my soul and i into hers....sleep....comes sweetlycocoonedheld against her chesther heart beatingin my earher smell on meand mine(c)2009 APRA/

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breathlessshe keeps memy mouth filled with kissessweet honey on my tonguerising through my veinsis joyor..powerless to her advancesheartthrobbingunder her touchi catchmy breathand diveinfor morei am a sucker for her(c)2009 APRA/Martine Locke No reprint without permission. All Rights Reserved.

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her kisssweeter than the morning lightafter a cold, dark and dreary stormher armsstronger than the monsters gripand any negative thought, my foolish brain can formher eyesfallinginto the depths of hermy heart whole, complete and wanting moreher lovealivepulsing through my veinsbringing life, sustenance and laughterto my very soulthankfuli befor herlovingme(c)2009 APRA/Martine Locke No reprint

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i take a breathrelease its holdrelinquish allto its taskas life moves throughand experience moves pastanother worldis revealeda world of changeadventure aboundsas laughter fills the airi hold my heartand whisper...thank youto the world

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she's a whore that's lost the scoreknocked on every neighbors door...smiling gently....as she goes

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The New Poetry Book is Now Available Online!Many thanks for all your support of the new poems, all the great feedback and encouragement. They are finally available for purchase online for only $8 plus $2usd shipping and handling - orders outside the US, please add $4 for s&h.Each book is handmade, signed and numbered and contains a selection of 18 poems including: you bring out the FUCK YOU in me

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that first momentof surprisewhen i lookedinto your eyesand you revealedyour very truthto meyour words saidi dowhile your heartburst out fullof loveand joycompletei took your hand in minelooked deeplyinto your eyesand knewthat my futurewaswith you

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i feel the softagainst my lipsand lingerfor a momentsavoring the tasteof your sweet...loveuntil i have to breathegasping for airi risestanding talleri straightenmy backagainst the invisible wallof your loveand i knowthat thisismeantto besept 08(c) 2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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fuck you....that's itthat's all i got to sayover and over againuntil you get ituntil it stretchesthrough your veinsyou don't deserve it any kinderyou wont get it from meyou had your only chanceand you pissed it up a treeone old nasty lieyou took and turned anewrehashed your old selffully aware of where you spewedi am sure i could not despisewho you chose to bemore than what i knowfor who you were

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next to hereverything else palesinto a dirty shade of greyreflected in her smileall past regrets.....can...........go...........to..........hell....(where they belong)when i holdjust fora momentand look intoher eyesmy heart swellsblood flowsinto my........thighsandnothingelsemattersin thiswholewidebeautifulworldsept 08(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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she dripped her liesinto my mouthand stole my breathawayi cut the chainthat held me thereand pushed heron her wayshe leaptupon my bedand carried whatshe couldboth handsfilled with soulsof conquestsby and largeanother notchupon a heartto no applausea curtain fallsthe actress takesher final bowaug 08(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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i breatheanother breatha breath of lifeand not of deathi takea sign of lifeand trust it's truthtake a bitei turnmy head awayfrom the darkinto the lightsay a prayerfor my pastand start againas loves will lasts(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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i caughta glimpseof herfrom acrosstheroomandeverythingandeveryonearound melost its colorlost its tastelost its shimmeri whisperedinto her ear....who are you....where have you been....why did it take so longfor youto comeandsweepmy heartawayi held her kissagainst my lipsmy soul caught upmy body race aheadinto a placei had never beenbutknewI wantedtovisit.......often(c)2008 Martine Locke/

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capturedin a momentof timethe sweetnessof youlike honeyon my lipssalve to my soula whisperto my woundsurprisedwelcomingyouinto my foldyoutakemybreathawaythen leavethe light onfor meto findmy wayhomeagain...(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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anticipating youmakes mesmileand then...(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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standing herebarewith a woundacrossmy heartreaching outpalms face uptowards the sunsoul turnedtowards the skylooking gentlyinto my eyesseeing what isknowing....what has beenspeaking truthalong the wayone footin frontof the other........slowlymoving towardsmea beautiful smileon her facea glistenin her eyesa knowingin her heartfor she carriesa scarthat looksremarkablylike my own(c)2008 Martine

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this is the end of youas i know itthis marks the finaleof youand all the nastyyou broughtinto my worldnever againwill i look for younever againwill i want younever againwill you reach outacross the worldand touchmeyouandallyourliesaredeadtomebegone

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take a knifescratch heroff my skinplug the holewhere she slipped intip the scalesfrom whence she cameturn the handsback againburn this bridgecatch my fallforget her nameforget it allkeep her liesat a distancelearn her namefrom their witnesscatch a cheatcurse her grounda cowards bedshe has foundcovered byher own shamedone it oncewill do againcodependentto the corepsychopathiclying moremercy

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i held you thereas you cried that daytears flowing downas you carefully chose which words to sayand not oncenot even twicedid you choose to saythe truthlied through your tearsas you kissed mine awayand before the night was doneyou had taken my heart to another placeand not oncenot even twicedid you choose to saythe truthyou fucked me hardwhile those church bells rangthen you were outta townbefore

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if i died tonightof a broken heartthey would crack me openand find your nameuponmysouland thatwould probablymake youfeel proud(c)2008 Martine Locke/Passionfruit Produce - No reprint without permission

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you bring out the FUCK YOU in meyou bring out things i've rarely seenyou cause me to want to rant and then to ravelike some crazy person in the middle of a meth'd up fuckin rage7 kinds of real nasty in this worldall packaged up behind the face of a cute lookin girlbut who do you see when you are lookin at that facedo you find you and who you knew are gone without a tracelocked up in the lies you

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