Poems by Inner Critic

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  • While I sleep tonight...
    Wrapped in your sweet embrace...

  • Each night I sit by the window sill,
    My gaze on the road that leads to our door...

  • So easy to cross convention’s line,
    To slip a little further down...

  • A velvet kiss upon my lips
    And you blend into the night...

  • Roaming the streets in dumped despair,
    Reminders of you everywhere...

  • When she burnt her bridges, she
    Scattered the ash...

  • (In the forgotten amber,
    Lying still in golden peace...

  • In the vessel of my wife,
    The makings of another life...

  • She slips quietly into bed, but
    She is not ready for sleep...

  • You who are so full of light,
    Give yourself to mother night...

  • The shape of words in Autumn is different from...
    remarks are brittle and dry, turning to dust on...