Those moments of ecstasy
Unraveled everything
Buddhas shining right through our clothes
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- all free me and the pain and the whispers and t...
- We drank our souls in cafe cups (shared our breath...
- MOTHER CHRISTMAS
- Remember the solstice where we were angels
- There's some greater mystery, I mean...the way the...
- calls on me to rest The forest of my youth...
- freedom of our breath and always have been that y...
- girl in the coffee shop to love you I think ...
- Do you remember the poem I wrote you ( I only spo...
- Nights we tried to free stars in our heads (bleed ...
- Trapped in our fantasies (baby you and me had made...
- If wishes were a princess (and she had only stolen...
- The thief in our eyes broken spiders over the cont...
- After all the worlds (come down around us) back ho...
- Searchingforsomething tofreeme all the gurus godd...
- Yes I'm reaching (through these poems) feel it squ...
- Ghosts spill back home (again I find you ) lingeri...
- Would you be my stillness sweet angel of pain (voo...
- Take me to the haunted places (and the time you we...
- Those moments of ecstasy Unraveled everything Budd...
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About Me
- Andrew Sohan George
- "One can never drink too much strong coffee." I like; *70's records *those that shine from within *fast motorcycles *slow motorcycles *and the hyper-intelligent individual
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