The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
M.K. STANDBYSo long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Scribbled lines and crumpled pages – piles of rejection and resurrection. There will never be the right words to amend a lost goodbye.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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Spirits dance on a velvet night, the sky it’s deepest black. In restless sleep and twisted dreams, they find themselves alive.
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Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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14 days, but I can’t change my sheets. Your scents still marks my pillow – and its all that I have left.
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