This 911 poem looks back on the tragedy that occurred in America on September 11, 2001. We will never forget the lives that were lost on that day.
Cerebral Palsy
We Are Cerebral Palsy
Author and poet Nicole Luongo pens this We Are Cerebral Palsy poem celebrating National CP Awareness Day in the United States on March 25 along with the 17 million people worldwide living with the most common physical disability in childhood.
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Poetry
Lover’s Lane
I wish I knew how it felt
to have a Valentine
on this day dedicated to lovers
why can’t you be mine?
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Poetry
Naked Desires
Naked Desires is the titular poem from Nicole Luongo’s book — a heart wrenching memoir, poetic diary about her quest for true love.
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Poetry
Forever Love
It stands the test of time like aged cheese and fine wine a perfect blend of the days and nights of our lives the dance between the sheets the music that beats to the rhythm of our hearts… forever love. (c) Nicole Luongo 9/14/13.
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Poetry
Lovers in the Night
The attraction between us is so painful it hurts to look into each other’s eyes We’ve fought this feeling for far too long giving into our desires cannot be wrong Tonight is the right time for us to be lovers in the night. (c) Nicole Luongo 4/15/12.
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Poetry
Loverboy
Loverboy I want a boy toy my very own loverboy someone to be my play thing a man who doesn’t mind hanging from a string a boy toy would bring me lots of joy will you be my loverboy? (c) Nicole Luongo A poem from Naked Desires.
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Poetry
The Vow
I went to see “The Vow” today. The movie is inspired by true events. It tells the story of a young married couple (Leo and Paige) whose lives are turned upside down when the Paige suffers a traumatic brain injury as a result of a car crash and doesn’t remember her husband. Although the movie
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Poetry
Forbidden Love
Forbidden Love Our bodies melted between the sheets of passion that lay in a heap on my bed Sheets that are reckless like the expression of our forbidden love warm and soft waiting to be touched Sheets that are now neat and crisp but not clean of the lust that is deeply woven in the