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by Debra Ifill, for outsideleft.com
originally published: April, 2005
Poetry. Poems. Verse. by Debra Ifill
by Debra Ifill, for outsideleft.com
originally published: April, 2005
Poetry. Poems. Verse. by Debra Ifill

you and i
ocean tide

Sometimes, when you and I speak,
We collide
With the wide breaking force of mountains cutting sun.
And always, when our eyes meet,
A fire is lit
And rages wild when not expecting the other one.
But I know that...

Together you and I
Are simply the quietest ocean tide,
And when we are feeling human we could drown at anytime.

............

Soft Quivers
Soft quivers
My body's pot.
Say on your back
How it sings your weedy wiles.

Think this time my logic works.
The way you dig into me-
Roots the same likes.
I dig you as well,
'Cuz I feel your spirit is light,
But your style is too hot
For me to keep still.

.........

Severe Happiness
Severe happinness
Each time I see you,
Again and again and again...
Such a pleasure,
Still a surprise
Each time I discover
The feeling is the same.

................

You May Say You Loved Me
You may say you loved me
But through which last wish have
I fooled myself into thinking that it's good?
I unfortunately have been a fool to you.
Woes are useless
The tears dry fast
And my face is fat enough with sorry.

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