Activities of Stanley Joseph Vinet Jr. Vinet

Touch me.
Not as chore, but to make my heart race.
Talk to me.
Not about the weather, but to make me blush.
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In shadows cast by the moon's soft light, my heart laments in the deep of night with words unspoken, emotions concealed, quiet whispers of my heart that are heavy and true that…'I don't want to be okay without you."

The sun may rise and stars may shine, but in my soul is a void for you. Even in the laughter of children I find no delight, and the world loses its vibrant hue, because simply…
'I don't want to be okay without you."
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I'm jealous of the wind that dances through your hair; I'm jealous of the rain that's caresses your skin.

I'm jealous of the water that touches your lips; I'm jealous of the silk next to your hips.
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Touch me.
Not as chore, but to make my heart race.
Talk to me.
Not about the weather, but to make me blush.
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When the moon and the ocean has ceased its dance,
When the great mountains crumble to plains,
When the sun has shone its last night,
The stars have been cast from the sky,
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-reply after reading his 'Theme for English B'

What
Color-race-ethnicity-
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Slowly and steadily the world turns;
I hang on for dear little lives.
For the end I try not to yearn.
I dig down deep and push faster;
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Once the sun shone because of you;
Once the birds did fly for you;
Once the night was warm & wet with you.
Now the nights are cold and dark;
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From the warm dark I was thrown
into a world so cold and unknown.
A child herself, she had no right
She gave me breath, but offered no life.
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