every little thing you do

it's the thought that you put into
every little thing you do
the small considerations
that only come from you
offering up your heart
a piece I know is true
it's the thought that you put into
every little thing you do

hearing what I say
after I forgot what's said
tucking me in lovingly
when I'm early off to bed
your arm lays warm across
my body as I sleep
showing all you feel
and that it's not skin deep

it's the waking up and making up
after one little silly tiff
it's knowing in my heart
it don't get no better than this
it's so many things and more
I know you know it too
baby, it's every little feeling
that I get when I'm with you

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Paris

the jet sets down at Orly
the tarmac covered in snow
Paris in the winter
the only time to go

we practiced on our French
cafe, croissants, french kissing
liaison amoureuse
things French we're still perfecting

we tour the Louvre and Champs Elysees
Arc de Triophe and Eiffel tower
we drink in everything we can
time grows shorter by the hour

evenings were my favorite time
loving long into the night
nothing removes chill better
than when passion ignites

Paris was a while ago
but the memories remain
of you, of love, of passion
oh Paris? it never changes

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November 27

this was your day
shared by some others
born at the same time
dog tag images remain
etched in aluminum
happy and sad, synchronous
you left too quickly
no time for goodbye
as I watched our future fade
with the spirit in your eyes

sixteen years have passed
a life together ended
a shadow on my heart

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canoe

casting refresher
canoe goes into the lake
a beautiful day

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scrapbook

the lives that we touch
kissed with memories
a reminiscence scrapbook
that only I can see
snapshots in my mind
the color starting to fade
edges furled and yellowed
blurred images portrayed
an album that keeps growing
as I journey on life's path
happiness, sometimes sorrow
when my heart looks back

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long ago

long ago I walked down an aisle
long ago I held a child
long ago I lived in dreams
long ago it all now seems

long ago I had it all
long ago threw no curve balls
long ago I walked a path
long ago I didn’t look back

long ago when I was young
long ago I climbed the rungs
long ago a safety net
long ago no future threats

long ago went by too fast
long ago I can’t get back
long ago my future clear
long ago has disappeared

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after the glow

after the glow
at the end of desire
when all is gone
'cept ash from the fire
the wind picks up
and blows them away
gone are the dreams
of our yesterday

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all that read

these things that you write, vague and deep
fitting no one and yet all that read
inspiration, interpretation
as you write about life and needs

you told me once not to obsess
much inspires but it's never direct
I still read, but with a broader aspect
it is about you, when I reflect

these beautiful words written on a page
drawn from your heart and God above
experiences learned and thoughtfully penned
written emotion, a labor of love

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between love and you

I did all the 'grunt' work
thinking I didn't mind
I was sure you'd come around
all in good time
I thought that this void
would be too big to fill
I didn't count on love
or on what is His will

silence a killer
as the distance grew long
then he waltzed in
and he's singing your song
the melody is different
but the words all ring true
that is the difference
between love and you

now it all plays
like a crazy country tune
someone's got your girl
and it isn't you
each twist and turn
on the road that you travel
what you once held close
now frays and unravels

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the search

he said I'm looking for something
don't know what it is
I know I have this vision
and I have an extensive list

she said I know it's out there
let me give you some advice
you can't find what you're looking for
the mistakes will make you wise

he said I've gotta keep searching
I've got to move on from here
I know I haven't found it
on that I'm pretty clear

she said then keep on looking
I hope you find it there
this thing that you are searching for
that you did not find here

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sorting it out

words used as a wall
hidden meaning to us all
memories I recall
poems that hold me enthralled

as I read some again
from the start to the end
not written for a friend
but for love intended

I've finally sorted out
what we were all about
now I have no doubt
we couldn't have worked it out

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race

always competitive...looking to win
constantly seeking just the right edge
setting the pace in every race
rivalrous till the very end

I didn't know that the deck was stacked
no even chance on that crooked track
the race was won before that first shot
no way I could win what was already lost

am I bitter?...yeah, you bet
does it hurt?...still a little bit yet
would I have tried if I knew the truth?
all of my decisions I made by you

so I throw in the towel and turn my back
limping away from that racetrack
no trophies bestowed on second place
I congratulate the winner and exit with grace

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no getting past

there is no getting past...
the way that I felt
the heart that you left
the shadow that played
from all of those days
the black and white still
from when you were here

there is no getting past...
what was left in the rain
the stuff that remains
here deep inside
what I couldn't hide
when you drove away
that one summer day

there is no getting past...
a song left unsung
a dance left undone
the swish on the rim
that faulters but goes in
there is no getting past
what does not last

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you didn't say

you didn't say you loved me
wouldn't spread yourself that thin
gave me passion with none of the love
closed that door couldn't let me in

you didn't say you needed me
as I spilled my hopes and dreams
told me yours without listening
a missing piece in the scheme of things

you didn't say that you would stay
longer than the star filled nights
till the end of the song when the dance is done
until the sun breaks cloud filled skies

you didn't say you loved me

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start to finish

I can feel the distance
we are close and then we're not
you're packing up the reasons
there is one thing you forgot
the miles grow, the seasons change
we tried it one more time
you didn't feel the difference
so you changed your mind

violins didn't make music
all the strings are broke
I tried to sing you my song
made up of stanzas of hope
I can see the barren ground
as it rises to meet my heart
now I can see your back, because
we used up all of our starts

a lingering kiss, one last time
a hug for what couldn't be
you pick up your belongings
one last goodbye to me
the taxi blows the horn again
love leaves now diminished
the ground was never fertile
from the our start to our finish

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I can't save your life

don't look to me to save your life
I'm treading water trying to salvage mine
I can offer hope but not redemption
I can see you through with premonition
but I can't save your life
and I know you can't save mine

we can build a bridge with understanding
pay the piper dues withstanding
while you ponder what will be
I sweep away the old debris
but I can't save your life
and I know you can't save mine

we can forget the past--walk away as friends
meeting for coffee every now and again
laugh and talk about the old times
leaving all the forgiven crimes
but I can't save your life
and I know you can't save mine

yes, I know you can't save mine

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static

I've pushed through the whys and the why nots
buried the haves and the have nots
wandered and wondered
why there's not order
in this buzzing mind

I hear the white noise late at night
can't answer the questions that cause this hiss
like the static an antenna creates
unresolved, inside it all lays

tell me how did you rid it all?
eliminate the buzz and all of its fuzz
this constant humming, incessant drumming
that plagues my days and nights
this white noise that won't go away

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restless hearts

somewhere West
between asphalt and azure
nestled in a valley verdant
shadowed by mountains and mesquite
saguaro standing...guarding it all
a restless heart dreams

somewhere East
between asphalt and architecture
nestled in a suburb and increasing smog
shadowed by oak and evergreen
rain that falls nearly everyday
a restless heart dreams

somewhere in the middle
between happiness and heartache
nestle feelings that delve and go deep
shadowed by yesterday and tomorrow
interwoven these two that dream
when restless hearts meet

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something in black

I tried on your love
and it didn't fit
thinking if I altered
I could get it zipped

it just wasn't right
the color was wrong
when I saw our reflection
the fabric was flawed

so back on the hanger
and back on the rack
I'm shopping for color
not something in black

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dreams

it starts out like those before
at the beach house I adore
you and I on the portico
listening to the music drone

under the Crescent's lunar light
a million stars shining oh so bright
talking, laughing and kicking back
a song plays and we begin our dance

you are holding me so close
by the sea and its repose
an urgent kiss that's long and deep
and it stirs me in my sleep

dreams are that--only dreams
made up of hopes and old feelings
they come to me when I'm asleep
thoughts of you that still lay deep
and our love not meant to be

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when

when feeling isn't enough to hold it together
when words linger unspoken on crisp air
when miles separate and distance grows
when love songs fall on a deaf heart
when your arm drops after the last dance
when time slips away with your last chance
when grace and forgiveness meet a dead end
when a heart turns cold without consideration
is there nothing else that you will do?
or will it all just go?

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score

the tether frays that once held strong
from days and nights of being alone
like a shooting star 'cross the evening sky
flashing brilliantly before it dies
blackness fills its spot

given permission you entered inside
shaking up everything I tried to hide
oxidation ruins the places we've been
the sloppy shot circles and still falls in
two points added to your score

like a train wreck with much devastation
I sift through the pieces from our gestation
salvaging nothing, not one small part
you leave nothing inside my heart
blackness fills that spot

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pot of gold

I am sure that there are reasons
you don't love me like you could
some of them are just plain lame
some of them may be good

the many lines that you cast out
won't float upon the water
nary a fish will hit your line
but you just can't be bothered

it's all about the giving out
not about any return
like the Phoenix of long ago
eventually you crash and burn

your legs are tired and you're weary
from the mountains that you climb
you've spent it all on souvenirs
you're down to your last dime

I may not tell this story right
but at least my side gets told
while you were chasing rainbows
you passed up the pot of gold

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quenched

I could see it off in the distance
it beckoned to me, an oasis for the parched
offering honey and the sweetest wine
a promise to fill for a lifetime
the closer I get, further off it seems
a haze that dissipates in the midst
never quite able to grasp, to taste
to finally drink until I'm quenched
the vagueness, the mental imagery
disappears, eluding me

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lost

it was many a year ago
when time stood still
as we built dreams
added questions
subtracted faith
plunged ahead
into dark mornings
waiting for sun--
stars fade
the moon sleeps
and you and I
somehow
ceased to be

I waited for you
on my plateau
it took too long
never looking
to see where I landed
you deviate from
the path we choose
seeking easier
looking for longer
of which,
you would find,
neither
we both lost
,
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