Poems from rjbachman

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Unabashed word nerd
To my desire,   Is it even possible? I hate you so much. You are the crimson fire that burns angrily in me. You are the bush of thorns...
To my desire,   My heart is the pawn, sitting lonely on the board. You are the one rolling the dice. All you do is play games with me....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was one of my very first poems I ever wrote, please bear with me as it is not all that great.         She walks into...
  The smell of white roses drenched in cold morning dew. The taste of vanilla melting in my hands in the orange sunlight. The butterflies...
To my desire,   My inner soul bleeds red for you, your touch like a thousand feathers grazes my skin I crave the shock of your beauty, I...

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