Lisa Doesburg Biography

I walked along the shoreline leaving footprints in the sand,
munching on some Cheetos that I held within my hand.
A single seagull up above was keeping up with me,
and when I looked again, the single seagull turned to three.
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Loneliness is standing on a crowded street corner,

invisible,
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It will never happen again, he says, wiping your tear-streaked face.
You smile through the rain.

The second time it happens, like magic, at the door, a dozen blood red roses
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As winter releases it's icy grip, and sun's kiss warms the ground,
my hands plunge into rich, dark earth, to spread the seeds around.
I tuck the germinated seeds inside their earthly beds,
and patiently I wait to see them to rear their lovely heads.
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Cherry sweet and ruby red, lips on fire...
Losing myself in emerald eyes so deep, I drown.
Sweet and slow mingle, ancient dance;
when mouths join moist and tender.
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