All I want is a sunset, three roses, and you.
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Poetry and Prose by Gabriela Marie Milton #1 Amazon Bestselling Poet & Editor, Award Winning Author, Pushcart Prize Nominee
I hope you do not expect me to greet you.
I do not greet takers and parasites. The sins of takers – who laugh in the faces of those who give – cannot be expiated.
Oh, you pray God! To whose God do you pray?
Who’s the God of an empty box?
Your actions are similar to those of others. Perhaps too similar.
Don’t confuse your emptiness with the majesty of death.
This August is too hot.
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Thoughts: as long as they inhabit my mind, they are alive.
Yet too often they climb down on paper to meet their own death.
I guess I am responsible for that, am I not?
Excerpt from the manuscript “Glass Lovers”
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