Black Beans Poetry

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Last word

Try out the love predictor

Loving

Everything depends upon*

I will pin and mount you like a butterfly*

Kisses like arrows

I whisper tenderly*

L’amour looks something like Kate’s bush

O lover

Critiquing

I didn’t see you coming

I woke up with Louise on my lips

I don’t want to fucking rob you; I have no intention of coming onto you either

Living

For Katerina

The sweet resting spot of a long journey

Be a picker (Ode to Droef)*

O sim, sim, sim; O não, não,não

The sky at dusk*

Coulda shoulda woulda*

La Isla Bonita*

Late Autumn birthday

_{*Includes sound/music production}