Topic:
Heart
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Heart
Beautifully slow like still waters relaxing to the river's shimmering flow It's something about summer warm with the intentionally hot moments of being with her Wine music and a slight breeze makes life the epitome of fine Sipping the day's elixir as we melt into shooting star wishing Growing closer and closer until she invites me into her . . . heart get your mind out of the gutter |
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Topic:
An Imperfect Cold
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An Imperfect Cold
It feels like an imperfect cold falling from heaven with the grace of a lover's pain burdened by the emotions of I'm so sorry and can't we just try to be . . . please, baby It feels like an imperfect cold falling from a brooding sky of dark clouds with each drop proposing a compromise to let time figure out where we are as we try to figure out where we're going I'm guessing I could play the blues and let our story play out while the rain runs its course I guess I could let go and not worry while hoping the sun will one day be bright enough to wipe her tears away but it's just so cold without her next to me |
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Topic:
You and I
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You and I
Night's expression a little laughter wine finger food friends you and I Music fills the background as the sun sets to the rhythm of the first moment of many more to come tonight as we feel our way through the maze of life love and happiness Night's expression stars rise one after another conversation dancing more wine fewer friends until it's just you and I |
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Topic:
The Endless Love
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The Endless Love
Once in a long-ago moment I could feel the sun's warmth every time I heard her voice it was as if her whispers carried the day upon her words taking me to a time where I could dream the dream anyone in love wants to dream I could feel the sun setting as the stars eagerly waiting to shine their light upon our entwined souls rose one by one until heaven illuminated the dark you see with her there was always light We celebrated our first anniversary and then many more while watching our children grow then our grandchildren and through it all I always felt the sun's warmth And then suddenly there was winter's cold and I was alone, missing her grieving asking why while holding tightly every memory she gave me and yet in my hands was the emptiness of being alone though every now and then I can remember conversations about nothing that meant everything and I still wait for each star to rise hoping that I wish upon the one in which she resides and wonder if she can hear me when I say "I love you" |
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Topic:
Effortlessly
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Effortlessly
Her touch as gentle and easy as the autumn leaves falling effortlessly one moment after another slowly and carefree without knowing when and where they will land begs me to ask what, if there is anything, that I can do to have this time for forever because it's not enough to have just until now And as the elegant warmth of her kiss flows through my soul as if time's meaning is the here and now I close my eyes and hope wish and pray to remember tomorrow because it is the lifetime of her love that I live for |
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Topic:
Monday
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Monday
9:25 am staring out the window rain a down pour of doom and gloom and the clock refuses to move it must be Monday A deep breath work continues to pile up while I'm dreaming of Friday but today is still Monday I need an escape a distraction coffee conversation by the water cooler even a smoke break though I'll never touch a cigarette but a break is a break then lunch a long one more coffee more conversation no more cigarettes though and it's still Monday Come on clock move show me some mercy tick tock FIVE!! Yes! wait the commute . . . well might as work late to avoid the traffic (long sigh and deep breath) it's still Monday |
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Topic:
Death
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Death
As the wind subsides and the sun begins its sojourn into the dark sky's abyss I can feel you leaving me as the hands of time slowly pulls you closer and closer to heaven The wait hurts watching is as painful but the hardest part of it all is the change the change from us to only memories tears at my empty soul |
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Topic:
Old souls
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Old souls require vulnerable truth. Yours, mine, nothing more or less. Reaching, searching for nourishment as the roots of the Willow. She does portray gracious weeping. Beneath, a strong formidable Grace that digs deep. Little else matters. To believe in you and the possibility of the jump into the unknown? It is the beautiful scars of the hunt shown with humility. The glory of living in the roar of lions who slumber beneath the Willows sacred shade. Yes! We celebrate living too perceptive, too strong, too sensitive to believe in futilty. Is that ok? It is our only ok. Lest we die unbelievers. Not Kings and Queens in the jungle. Love this one . . . seriously, you're definitely gifted |
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thy beauty is a never ceasing river of a infuriating delightful succumbing dream - seth kind of complicated |
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Topic:
Ode to love~
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Ode to love~ Oh, sweet child of mine I would sing to the thee of a forgotten age You are the wish You are the desire Everyone loves to fill with I would sing in the night Holding you tight Sweet child of mine A song of love Breathing quietly Gently slumbering Oh, beautiful Ode to love For you I'd sing Sweet child of mine. Beautiful!!!!! |
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Topic:
Closed
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Closed
I knew when it became so easy to close the door without watching you leave No heartache. Or memories. It is only your absence that even reminds me that we shared another empty moment Such a stark difference between now and when your love would hurt me so much I love this new-found freedom from us. As there never really was an us, was it? Just words. I smile not feeling a need to wonder why or what if. There are no more possibilities. Yes, this time it was easy for the curtains to remain closed |
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Topic:
Avartar -N- Ink....
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Yeah, loved this one
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Topic:
Night to Day
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Night to Day
The room was the kind of cool that when you turn over in bed you reach for the lover your soul waited a lifetime for It was the kind of cool that once you find their body you inch closer and pull them even closer until your bodies are fused together by an enchanting heat Now there's a divine warmth that seems to erase midnight's air and replace it with summer's morning kiss |
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Topic:
The Autumn Wind's Rain
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Thank you all for the kind words
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Topic:
People Watching
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People Watching
I tend to spend my time dreaming Watching closely at others but mostly wondering How strange different and or odd we all are yet we're virtually the same which is why I dream that it gets better |
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Topic:
The four fathers
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The four fathers and why I couldn't understand any of them. Father one, his number was 3 million, unusual character because he never wanted to stay home, this perplexed me, so I assumed he never had any. Then there was big brother Father, his number was 50 million, I couldn't understand him either, everything was so big, big industry, big system, big society, lofty language, old world rulership. Then there was radical Father, his number was 10 million and growing, he dreamed, envisioned and talked of nation, but he just it didn't have any home yet so his children could visit him . The one father I struggled with the most, neither had country nor home of his own, yet he was influenced by all the other fathers, which way would he walk, what would he do, were was he truly in relation to all the others, his number has yet to become and be known. Different . . . thought provoking |
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Topic:
Everlasting Season
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Everlasting Season
It's winter outside but inside with you it's as hot as the sun's warmth stretching across the summer's night until sweat flows our entwined souls It's winter yet touching you scorches my very being as I lose myself in everything your touch does to me It's takes imagination to feel the cold the world offers because inside with you summer is the everlasting season |
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Topic:
The Autumn Wind's Rain
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The Autumn Wind's Rain
The mist fell from the clouded fog darkened sky like sorrow upon my soul achingly cold such is the reminder that time has its own course to follow nothing changes as the world continues its onward journey and yet nothing remains the same The sigh of autumn's wind was as quiet as the leaves rhythmically floating from the reaches of outstretched limbs a cascading rainbow of colors searching for warmth in the midst of the changing seasons The rain's solemn despair seems to define the world's mood as its weight grows heavier and heavier with each passing hour my hope is that it is simply passing through and that the sun will once again rise |
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Topic:
PS
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You know, I use words to say things important. You do not hear my words or me. You hear you and your words. I can not respect one way. So it seems we are at in impasse. And goodbye is the only thing each other hears. Fare the well my beloved. If only we had really heard the unspoken echoes. The earthquakes aftershocks of listening with the heart. BOOM WOWWWWWW speaks volumes |
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Topic:
Stage Four's Hurt
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Stage Four's Hurt
I scream there's nothing like this pain it feels as if I'm enduring life over and over and over again only to know that life isn't this one moment in time but this one moment is all that I have I love you more than there are reasons for the sun to rise more than who I am because without you I am no one so I scream knowing that I am alone now that I am fighting this moment this day this seemingly eternity because you have left me It wasn't your choice it wasn't something that was decided by your smile your laughter your kindness for now reasons don't matter why doesn't matter only this pain this torment this loneliness and how cancer took you from me And it hurts so much |
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