Stanley Joseph Vinet Jr. Vinet

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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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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We want to be loved with no limits;
We need love with no gimmicks.
We want to be held onto for dear life;
We want to hold a hand with that doesn't hold a knife.
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My soul is old and worn; like the soles of your favorite shoes.
Is that why you have a tendency to step on it?
My heart is scared and barred; like some old convict.
Is that why you treat it so roughly?
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I had that dream again;
except I woke this time,
just to find it came true.
But the worse part,
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I will not come as a thief in the night; they cannot be stolen.
And I have sold myself to them for all eternity.
I will not come bearing gifts; they cannot be bought.
And I pay their cost every day.
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If I could have ripped my heart out,
To spread it before you like so many poems and hymns of love;
You would have seen how wrong you were;
How you jumped the gun;
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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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When the last crumb was eaten,
When the last child was beaten,

When the last foul touch was taken,
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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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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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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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