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In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.

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A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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Affair Friendship Greatness
And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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Break Up Deserve Heart Thinking
It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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Heart Broken Page Start
I feel like I’m on fire, fighting for a moment on respite – I’m not placing bets.
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Feeling Fire Moments Place
The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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Instinct Known Leave Let Go
The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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Fire Guitar Reminder Softness Sound Summer Unison Voice
Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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Home Intimacy Love Myself Relationship Yourself
What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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Beautiful Dreams Love Reality Sleep
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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Himself Myself Perfection Rain Reminder Voice
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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Burn Hesitate Silence Stay Talk Throat
Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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Fall Heart Kiss Moment
Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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Beyond Hold Language Limitation Scope
Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Body Lips Name Softness
So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Finding Share Sky Way Yourself
Don’t waste your words on me, your face speaks in volumes that your breath could never reach.
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Breathe Face Reach Waste Word
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.
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Forest Perspective Poet Rising Vision

In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.

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