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Fruitage – Heather Mirassou

The moonlight is topaz A light that is insatiable The fruitage an acidulous gold Full to the brim A quencher Droplets alive Of perfumed fruit

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A Girl – Heather Mirassou

Her lips like ruby pearl as soft as a silk sheet. Her mouth like blush candy as sweet as a cherry treat. Her breasts like buttermilk as delicious as whipped cream. Her hair a lucent gold like heaven’s falling leaves. Her … Continue reading

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I Am Wakeful – Heather Mirassou

In the wee hours I am wakeful When clouds are nesting And the wind is thrusting Carnival wildflowers glow Twinkling in painted fields A moon overflowed And the rain begins to rouse I rise in a dream Where my spirits … Continue reading

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In A Dream – Heather Mirassou

In a dream I felt the cool white His sweet madness Among anchor water lilies The willows were trembling A nest of twilight kisses Where the stars are shivering Scented sweet and wild From violet forests Our arms intertwine With … Continue reading

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Grandfather – Heather Mirassou

His brows like bended bows with curly-q’s His mustache like motorcycle handlebars His eyes like green gin olives His hair grey and wavy like ocean whitecaps His hands immaculate and powerful like a surgeon’s fingers His figure debonair and statuesque … Continue reading

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Kid’s Play – Heather Mirassou

“King of the Hill” you begin to play You bump, bump, bump and sway You see a perfect high landing spot On an upside-down horse trough You hop, jump and fly slowly through mid-air Your small hooves landing easily on … Continue reading

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Take Me Home – Heather Mirassou

Take me home mama To a place I once belonged Hold my hand steady And sing to me a song My face filled with tears All my family is gone Take me home mama To a place I once belonged … Continue reading

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If I Were There – Heather Mirassou

Peaches and pears your delight Divine roses a gift from your wife Your favorite soups and stews Lamb and veal cooked to and fro In silence in your hammock Hoping the sun melts the cancer away If I were there … Continue reading

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Who Am I? – Heather Mirassou

It’s been quite Some time Since someone Noticed Do see me? I am Here My beautiful Warm Genuine smile Smiling at The world Beside me Don’t you See my Chiseled calves And voluptuous Thighs A mile high I may be … Continue reading

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Fear of Losing You – Heather Mirassou

FEAR OF LOSING YOU No longer affectionate, attentive, thoughtful eyes; instead, an expressionless, invisible, blank stare. No longer strolling hand-in-hand, carelessly; instead, walking moonbeams apart, drifting like clouds. No longer drowning in passionate, lingering kisses; instead, an obligatory, awkward, fleeting … Continue reading

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