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Shift

25 Wednesday Jun 2014

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lost love, Poetry, Sorrow

There was a shift
In your voice that day
And your eyes
They were never quite able
To meet mine

So when you told me
About him
And what you did
I wasn’t exactly surprised

There was a shift
In the way we spoke
Our words
Weren’t quite so warm
As they used to be

So when you told me
You never meant harm
And that you were sorry
I wasn’t exactly surprised

There was a shift
In the way we loved
For longer than I realized
Tender had become sterile
Touch had become avoidance

So when you told me
You wanted to make it right
I said it was too late
This story is done

A Different Life

19 Thursday Jun 2014

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

In a different time
And in a different life
I could have loved you
Better than you’ve ever been

And maybe, just maybe
You could have loved me
The way I wish you did

But this isn’t a different time
And it isn’t a different life
This is now, this is here

And I will never know
What it could have been

Ashes on the Ground

19 Thursday Jun 2014

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

Too filled with memories
Of love that never quite
Balanced out
Always loving someone
More than they deserved

Her heart was too big
For a world such as this
She never seemed to find
The kind of love she deserved

She grew weary
Of a heart always broken
So she pulled it out one day
She held it softly for a moment
Before she set it to flames

She walked away
Looking back only once
To see her heart was now
Nothing but
Ashes on the ground

You are the silence

27 Tuesday May 2014

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You are the silence
Existing between
The beats
Of my broken heart
The draw
Of my ragged breaths

In those still moments
When silence owns me
The thoughts of you
Are the only thing
Keeping me alive

You are the calm
When the chaos
Threatens to tear me apart

Bury Our Desires

26 Monday May 2014

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Loss, Love, Poetry

We will bury or desires
Deep in the graveyard
Where surely they belong
And when the flowers grow
Broken and wilted
We will remember
What we wanted to be
But never were

And someday
When the dead flowers
Grow no more
I will be able
To move on
With a life
That never was

Lost Somewhere Between Her Eyes and Her Lips

25 Sunday May 2014

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There is a certain gravity
A pull
Every time I look
Into her eyes

The world just seem to stop
Everything around me fades away
And my heart somehow manages
To both stop and beat harder

And then I see her lips
And I realize
That I will never be the same
A fundamental shift has occurred

All I can imagine
Is how it must feel
Those lips gently and tenderly
Wrapped up with mine

What it must be to get caught
In her beautiful gaze
Breathing her in
Before tasting her

And in those moments
When my heart
Both beats and doesn’t
I get utterly and completely lost
Somewhere between
Her eyes and her lips

Let You Drown

15 Thursday May 2014

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Yours was the hand
That beat me down
And now you reach out
Asking for help
And you sit there wondering
Why I am letting you drown

Yours was the hand
That knew how to abuse
And now you’re stuck
In a mess you made
And you can’t understand
Why it is that I refuse

Yours was the hand
That struck with a closed fist
And now you’re lost
Needing help to be found
And you seem confused
On why I would refuse

Yours was the hand
That struck me down
Now mine is the hand
That’s letting you drown

Too Many Broken Things

14 Wednesday May 2014

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Poetry, Sorrow, Thoughts

Too many things broken
I don’t know where to start
Maybe with my soul
Maybe with my heart

Too many things broken
Was I ever even whole
Or was I always
Spinning out of control

Too many things broken
Not sure I even care anymore
I can’t even remember
What it was all for

Falling Into You

07 Wednesday May 2014

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emotions, Life, Love, Poetry, Thoughts

I was falling
Into you
Maybe…
…I wasn’t falling
Maybe…
…I fell

But I’m climbing now
Finding my way back out
I’m not sure
If I’ll ever be
The same
As before the fall

There will always be
Some piece of you
Stuck inside me
And I think
This makes me happy

-May 7, 2014

Yesterday

04 Sunday May 2014

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Life, Love, Poetry, Thoughts

I guess that was yesterday
And this is today
So much had happened
And I’m not sure
There’s anything left to say
Except that I miss
What we were
What we might have been
What we never had a chance
to be
But mostly
that I miss you

-January,  1999

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