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Kalispell been just three weeks but it's sheer hell since I left you in Kalispell no party laugh no spirit's gristle will spur me through this urban thistle crazy corners and scuzzy bars starched impatience scuffed guitars sing my songs and strike my chords to clueless throngs all looking bored no horses here no hills to hug no camping gear no threadbare rug your flesh in rose tequila neat your muscles taut your tongue in heat love songs wasted on passions spent you spun me out so there I went sad young woman with wastrel's eyes darts round this city in disguise a loner just 'cause she's alone no pride nor trespass to atone distrust, disdain your favor turned a cold fall's rain to seal the burn what did I say or do or see to make you turn your back on me? you come on tough but were you scared by all that soul stuff that we bared? been just three weeks-- time's fetid well-- hope new love comes to Kalispell #Unreal #LovePoetry #LoveLost #LoveLongAgo #PastLover #OnceUponALove #LovePoems #Love #Sex #QuailBellPoetry Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter.
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