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So many hearts…they say to me
Your words-
I fell upon them.
The flower is alone tonight
And I cannot condemn
Without a stem without the roots
There is no understanding
Whitened eyes
Blind to the world
Old life is too demanding
The lighting cuts
-It blinds sometimes
This ode:
it is my mind.
So does this mean
That now I’m known
I won’t be hard to find

Frozen Feelings

Do you like I
Shiver sometimes
Inside
When
Words can touch?
Do you like I
Cry sometimes
When pretty things lose touch?
And you like I
Can be affected
By a darkened sky.
Or frozen feelings
Bitten smiles
The questions how and why
Well I like you
Can see right through
Each little eye’s direction
Those gestures
Hidden deeply by
The fear of slight affection

A Tip and Toe of Time

You and your and everything
Is and always was
A friendly strange addiction with
An odd unknowing cause

I and me and everywhere
Revolved around your being
Days were not a solid one
If you my eyes weren’t seeing

But you or he or she could be
The topic of this writing
Where rare but darkened days exist
You’re who provides the lighting

A tip and toe of time can still
Unravel brand new bonds
Where words are claimed and stolen
By whoever next responds

Plastic Stars

I wait for the sun on days too faint
Sometimes you need the light
And amongst the eye and briefest touch
You were mine for a minute last night

I wait for the moon on days too bright
Somethings feel better in the dark
And plastic stars come out sometimes
To accompany our spark

I’ll draw you how it feels in words
And pen and pencils too
But still the light will stay switched off
Until it happens to you

You're Beautiful at Life

You’re beautiful at life
And sweet how you don’t know it
A rocky thorn can tear your world
But little do you show it
And on that day of ruins where
Emotions made their own
And every word was subject to
A terrifying tone
Happy days remind you that
What will be will be
And time can pull u back again
And life shall make you free
You’re beautiful at life
And sweet how you don’t show it
I wrote this about you good friend
How sad you'll never know it

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I hope I won’t be missing you

As I sit cross legged with flowered views

Of this sunshine house and white laced days

The Buttoned Pom and daisy maze

Forget me not, although i'm little

I’ll plant a seed so tall that it’ll

Hide all weeds that steal my mind

And be our wall to hide behind

And there's a rose I’ll let you borrow

If you promise you’ll be here tomorrow

A thought i thought on 16th July

A wonderful thing it is, when a single moment ties life together with elegant ribbon.

And how prized it is to own such eyes.

Now this old day is a new one, where ideas turn to stars. My eyes do not twinkle, they remain shyly observant perched amongst thoughts.

On this blue evening the wind whispered.

And i now know how to see.
Life is beautiful, if you know where to look.

A little Glow

This spark you talk of
Lacking so
I see it not
But feel its glow

Don’t end it here
It’s just begun
This spark may be
A sneaky one

And there it glows
A little more
But fleeing now
It’s ours no more…

And on it goes
With one big blow
Such precious light
You just let go

A short thought.

I learn from you

How not to be

How not to do

How not to see

I hate to have to love you

I love you so sweetly

But I hate you so completely

I hate to love you really

And hate to hate discreetly

I hate to have to love you

Id love it if my hate grew

I’d love it if you were true

But hate it what I went through

I loved to love you yesterday

Now I’d love to hate you tomorrow

I’d love to steal you secretly

But hate to have to borrow

I’d love to steal your happiness

I’d hate to see you sad

I hate to have to hate you

But secretly I’m glad