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			<title>Midnight musing </title>
			<description>Virility, masculinity and strength,Inspired by the Gods of oldLike statues set in ancient halls&amp;nbsp;To make men fear and maidens quiver with hidden delight&amp;nbsp;The artist brings forth exquisite formWith a lovers touch that breathes life and warmth&amp;nbsp;Every soft caress enticing moreUntil the clay..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/2759680/</link>
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			<title>Hollow</title>
			<description>I am hollowAll sound echos through meThere is no nightThere is no dayThere is just endless timeEmpty hoursI am numbNo feeling registers in meThere is no warmthThere is no joyThere is only nothingnessAnd decayI am aliveBut not livingMy heart beatsBut my soul does notFor I am hollow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/785510/</link>
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			<title>Heat</title>
			<description>Seductive sighscome hither thighsher full soft lipsand bedroom eyeswith long dark hairand not a caregive her a chanceshe'll take you therepulsating heatfrom head to feetyou can't believe&amp;nbsp;she taste so sweetso be a mannow take a stand&amp;nbsp;she wants to hear&amp;nbsp;your hot demandshe'll feel your po..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/781590/</link>
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			<title>new</title>
			<description>Using the words from the Creative Poetry Group:  flame, imprint, quiver, arrow,  pursue, contrive, subjugate, ambrosial, voluptuous indulgent </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/780525/</link>
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			<title>Insomniac's Dream</title>
			<description>For the Creative Poetry group challenge using the words:
Hypnos: God of sleep:  slumber, mysterious, cosmos, hypnotic, midnight, silver, reflective
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/779166/</link>
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			<title>The Seduction</title>
			<description>Using the Albert's Poetry Cafe 10 words:
create, pattern, twirl, window, butterfly, senses, breath, tea, 
light, bare</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/778598/</link>
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			<title>If there were no more tomorrows</title>
			<description>For the Albert's Poetry Cafe Contest &quot; Keeping the Dream Alive&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/778594/</link>
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			<title>Undefined</title>
			<description>And now forever&amp;nbsp;we must speaka silent vowwith heartsand mindsand eyes ablazea feelingonly touch conveysOf hopesand dreamstomorrows soaked&amp;nbsp;in sunshinestretching outin never ending rays&amp;nbsp;just like allour perfect yesterdaysWhere once upon a timesand happily ever aftersare maybes and what ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/777941/</link>
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			<title>Tiny Tim</title>
			<description>A very silly poem written for a specific purpose in mind!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/776941/</link>
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			<title>A Perfect Moment</title>
			<description>When the passion has explodedand the heat has fadedWhen the world stopsas our hearts slow to a steady beatWhen I feel your body softer, heavier, deeperabove me, against me, inside of meAnd our lips softy whispersweet tidings and gentle wordsAs we slide into that drunken stateIntoxicated by spent lus..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/776921/</link>
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			<title>13</title>
			<description>Using the words from the Creative Poetry Group:  magma, hunter, peach, scarlet, leverage, appendage, laveer, implode </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/775233/</link>
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			<title>Answer</title>
			<description>Sitting at the crossroadtrying to ignore the choices before metrying to not to listen to the war of wordsbeing waged between head and hearttrying to escape the mundane chatterof the universe as it keeps on goingaround me for I am just a speckin a bigger grand designSitting at the crossroadtrying to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/774837/</link>
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			<title>11</title>
			<description>Using the words from the Creative Poetry Group: deluge, percolate, transfuse, lapse, phantasm inumbrate, inebriated, myopic,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/774432/</link>
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			<title>Rowan's Song</title>
			<description>this is a simple verse that I made up years ago and sing it to my little boy... funnily the other day he reversed it and made it about me and sung it back... He is 4 and a half so I was very touched. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/773881/</link>
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			<title>Butterfly No More</title>
			<description>How did it change, a love like this?Reversing&amp;nbsp;metamorphosisWhere once we danced&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;the skyAs graceful as the butterflyWith love so bright and true and boldTo tide us through the winters coldNow we both retreat to hideour wounded hearts and stubborn prideTo spend our winter tucked ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/773211/</link>
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			<title>All That Is Me</title>
			<description>Tired, so tired thatI am sure that I couldSleep one hundred nightsAnd dream a thousand dreamsOf yesterdays and brave tomorrowsSunsets in exotic placesKnights and fair maidensFor in those dreamsI can escapeMy heart sore self and tired mindTo dream a while and redefineAll that is me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/773202/</link>
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			<title>Dance</title>
			<description>Come dance with meas lovers maya-midst the starsas we playin sweet embracein purest joywithout a traceof nervous fearor anxious hastebut ratherlet yourself give into self indulgentsecret whimslet passion bethe guiding lighta beaconon a moonlit nightfor that's the way&amp;nbsp;the world should bewhen my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/772920/</link>
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			<title>The Spider and the Fly</title>
			<description>Just for fun</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/772632/</link>
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			<title>Let us play, you and I</title>
			<description>EnticingThis game of sweet seductionI beckon and enticeInvitingSoft, glisteningWarm and moistWaitingWith ragged breath and goosebumpsSkin tingling at your touchWantingDeep desire buildsEver seeking moreAwakeningPassion flamingas it never has before&amp;nbsp;ExplodingWith that sweet releasemind, body, so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/769601/</link>
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			<title>A Secret Sorrow</title>
			<description>My heart weeps the tearsthat my eyes can notFor the secret love&amp;nbsp;whose name remains unspokenUndo this wild enchantment&amp;nbsp;that leaves my heart entrappedBy fervent ardour and unholy zeal,&amp;nbsp;an unequivocal promise of evermoreAnd yet my thirst remains&amp;nbsp;unquenchable by any meansAs it hunger..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/769107/</link>
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			<title>still to be named</title>
			<description>Come home..Come home and slip softly in the doorWithout pretentious welcome that is hollow yet all for showCome home and make your footsteps a familiar beatThat blends in harmony with your surrounds&amp;nbsp;Come home and feel the gentle whisper of fingertips on your cheekA promise to forever be held sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/769100/</link>
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			<title>as yet untitled</title>
			<description>using the creative poetry words:
 galvanize, meander, oppressive, immediate, extravagant, eclipse eccentric, mimic, euphoria </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/769087/</link>
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			<title>skin against skin</title>
			<description>using a previous weeks creative poetry words because they were too good to pass up!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/742515/</link>
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			<title>My Bliss</title>
			<description>My bliss has explodedIn Epic proportionA mind reeling journeyOf unbridled elationThe hypnotic charmIs completely enthrallingAnd captures my mindAn inventive creationOf my preoccupationBewitching, romancingThere is no controlOf the hellion runningThrough heart, mind and soulMy heart beat increasingWi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/738120/</link>
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			<title>An exercise in self torture!</title>
			<description>It's four o'clock in the morningMy bones are literally achingAm I head sore or heart soreDon't think I know myself anymoreIn one frenetic liaisonBreaking the impasse of reasonIn that ethereal momentA rare indulgence of heartfelt clarity&amp;nbsp;Was it surreal&amp;nbsp;aberrationA romantic ideation?Or just ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/736952/</link>
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			<title>The Home</title>
			<description>We enter the foyer and there they all are.Waiting.Watching.Silent.Eyes open but unseeingSouls trapped in a place where only mystery and miseryreside.For some youth is but a distant foggy memory, as elusive asthe shadows of the night,For others it is here and now, as i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blakjassy/734750/</link>
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