liquid love from shattered glass
leaving a stain on the counter
seeping into nowhere
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Monday, May 11, 2020
Saturday, May 9, 2020
ideas
they want their words
coming forth from you
don't think that
watch what you do
others aren't smart
they act differently
use kid gloves
cerebrate intently
did you investigate
those things you print
did you google a source
I bet you didn't
it spreads like fire
whether truth or not
others will remember
those thoughts you brought
just stay simple
don't think too deep
keep to yourself
don't let thoughts seep
be true to yourself
but don't start a theme
of words that aren't yours
and aren't what they seem
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coming forth from you
don't think that
watch what you do
others aren't smart
they act differently
use kid gloves
cerebrate intently
did you investigate
those things you print
did you google a source
I bet you didn't
it spreads like fire
whether truth or not
others will remember
those thoughts you brought
just stay simple
don't think too deep
keep to yourself
don't let thoughts seep
be true to yourself
but don't start a theme
of words that aren't yours
and aren't what they seem
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my heart
Laura does my hair
Ahn does my legs
Tony does my nails
You do my heart
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Ahn does my legs
Tony does my nails
You do my heart
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continued
you kiss me goodbye
only for a little while
to be continued
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only for a little while
to be continued
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Thursday, May 7, 2020
status quo
people talking in rhymes
'stead of saying what they feel
can't explain it all
you can't get ahead
people moving one way
'stead of on a direct path
walking in circles
you can't get ahead
people not asking why
'stead of question that are real
windmills turning round
you can't get ahead
people accepting status quo
'stead of fighting for beliefs
it never comes back
you can't get ahead
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'stead of saying what they feel
can't explain it all
you can't get ahead
people moving one way
'stead of on a direct path
walking in circles
you can't get ahead
people not asking why
'stead of question that are real
windmills turning round
you can't get ahead
people accepting status quo
'stead of fighting for beliefs
it never comes back
you can't get ahead
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holding on
I'm holding on to
the way you make me feel
your breath on my neck
whispers in my ear
pulling back my hair
and your tight embrace
I'm holding on to
a message on my phone
"can't wait to get you alone"
photos in my mind
it happens every time
we're together
I'm holding on to
a week that'll soon be through
then it's time for me and you
put the work away
time for us to play
I'm holding on to you
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the way you make me feel
your breath on my neck
whispers in my ear
pulling back my hair
and your tight embrace
I'm holding on to
a message on my phone
"can't wait to get you alone"
photos in my mind
it happens every time
we're together
I'm holding on to
a week that'll soon be through
then it's time for me and you
put the work away
time for us to play
I'm holding on to you
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Wednesday, May 6, 2020
color
your eyes the color of the sky
your spirit the soft pastels
your soul made up of warmer hues
shading in tans and orange
the color that I like the best?
the color of your heart
every beautiful hue there is
that makes up the color of love
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your spirit the soft pastels
your soul made up of warmer hues
shading in tans and orange
the color that I like the best?
the color of your heart
every beautiful hue there is
that makes up the color of love
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circling around
first you’re up
and then you’re down
going in circles
smiles and frowns
you move to the left
when you should’ve right
take a wrong turn
no clear signs
mind is spinning
too many thoughts
no matter what
you can’t turn it off
close your eyes
but you can’t sleep
relief doesn’t come
from all this grief
one step forward
two steps back
too many bends
erased tracks
wheels keep turning
circling around
can’t see the sun
with all these clouds
the tunnel is dark
and very deep
falling fast
with no reprieve
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and then you’re down
going in circles
smiles and frowns
you move to the left
when you should’ve right
take a wrong turn
no clear signs
mind is spinning
too many thoughts
no matter what
you can’t turn it off
close your eyes
but you can’t sleep
relief doesn’t come
from all this grief
one step forward
two steps back
too many bends
erased tracks
wheels keep turning
circling around
can’t see the sun
with all these clouds
the tunnel is dark
and very deep
falling fast
with no reprieve
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Monday, May 4, 2020
in the gloaming
it is not in the gloaming, that I miss you most
but in the early morning hours
when the moon starts to fade
red reaching across the desert sky
once familiar smells wake me
and I pour a cup and reflect
watching today dawn from my patio
in a sweatshirt to prevent early morning chill
yesterday lays in silent storage
a cache that fills
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but in the early morning hours
when the moon starts to fade
red reaching across the desert sky
once familiar smells wake me
and I pour a cup and reflect
watching today dawn from my patio
in a sweatshirt to prevent early morning chill
yesterday lays in silent storage
a cache that fills
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a way to get here
today is an endless highway
tonight is a crooked trail
tomorrow is a long time away
yesterday is a way to get here
when I look at my reflection
I see where I have been
I hear whispers of a lifetime
and songs with sweet refrains
today is almost over
tonight creeps in with dreams
tomorrow is almost upon me
yesterday is how I got here
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tonight is a crooked trail
tomorrow is a long time away
yesterday is a way to get here
when I look at my reflection
I see where I have been
I hear whispers of a lifetime
and songs with sweet refrains
today is almost over
tonight creeps in with dreams
tomorrow is almost upon me
yesterday is how I got here
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Sunday, May 3, 2020
inside and out
touch more than my hand
more than lips, more than skin
more than passion and deeper in
touch my spirit, my heart and soul
touch every part, inside and out
feel more than the heat
more than fervor, more than pleasure
savor the taste, honey on your tongue
sing every lyric, every love song written
dance every step woven tightly together
as you love every part, inside and out
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more than lips, more than skin
more than passion and deeper in
touch my spirit, my heart and soul
touch every part, inside and out
feel more than the heat
more than fervor, more than pleasure
savor the taste, honey on your tongue
sing every lyric, every love song written
dance every step woven tightly together
as you love every part, inside and out
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soar
standing on the edge of forever
anticipating that I will fly
into the clouds, into the sun
before my life is done
not enough feathers, or not enough lift
to carry me on the soft breeze
not like a bird who sings as she soars
I fall like I fell before
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anticipating that I will fly
into the clouds, into the sun
before my life is done
not enough feathers, or not enough lift
to carry me on the soft breeze
not like a bird who sings as she soars
I fall like I fell before
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Saturday, May 2, 2020
Destiny
I've walked this path many times
The path has not changed
I have
The path still winds
Still has some bumps
I step more carefully
The path isn't always well lit
Sometimes it is in total darkness
I take with me a light
The path is sometimes stormy
With thunder and rain
I carry an umbrella
The path is still long
And leads me to my destiny
I follow willingly
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The path has not changed
I have
The path still winds
Still has some bumps
I step more carefully
The path isn't always well lit
Sometimes it is in total darkness
I take with me a light
The path is sometimes stormy
With thunder and rain
I carry an umbrella
The path is still long
And leads me to my destiny
I follow willingly
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Crescendo
In this quiet, before light dawns
Laying here, suppressing yawns
Your leg across me, a gentle weight
Loving, peaceful, tender place
My head on your chest, I feel your heart
Beating, pounding, a rhythmic part
Arms are wrapped around me tight
No place better on this cool night
Kisses gentle, all over me
Building to an urgency
Returning each that is bestowed
Our bodies traveling a road we know
And when the crescendo is complete
We lie here spent, the climax reached
Your leg across me, a gentle weight
Loving, peaceful, tender place
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Laying here, suppressing yawns
Your leg across me, a gentle weight
Loving, peaceful, tender place
My head on your chest, I feel your heart
Beating, pounding, a rhythmic part
Arms are wrapped around me tight
No place better on this cool night
Kisses gentle, all over me
Building to an urgency
Returning each that is bestowed
Our bodies traveling a road we know
And when the crescendo is complete
We lie here spent, the climax reached
Your leg across me, a gentle weight
Loving, peaceful, tender place
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Friday, May 1, 2020
thank you
never in my wildest dreams
did I think there'd come a day
when I would have the happiness
after all the nights I prayed
I think I was patient
I tried to bide my time
waiting, always waiting
for someone to be mine
and then one day it happened
the day that you strolled in
and all that I had waited for
was ready to begin
thank you to the heavens
for answering my prayers
giving all I longed for
that wasn't always there
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did I think there'd come a day
when I would have the happiness
after all the nights I prayed
I think I was patient
I tried to bide my time
waiting, always waiting
for someone to be mine
and then one day it happened
the day that you strolled in
and all that I had waited for
was ready to begin
thank you to the heavens
for answering my prayers
giving all I longed for
that wasn't always there
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pretend
let's drive out in the desert
it's such a beautiful night
open up the moon-roof
and bathe in lunar light
a million stars are overhead
let's pop in a slow cd
talk about some silly things
while you hold hands with me
let's pretend that we are teens
kiss and touch and love
try not to get caught
by a roving patrol car
let's recreate some magic
it's such a beautiful night
let's drive out in the desert
let our fantasies run wild
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it's such a beautiful night
open up the moon-roof
and bathe in lunar light
a million stars are overhead
let's pop in a slow cd
talk about some silly things
while you hold hands with me
let's pretend that we are teens
kiss and touch and love
try not to get caught
by a roving patrol car
let's recreate some magic
it's such a beautiful night
let's drive out in the desert
let our fantasies run wild
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the desert sky at night
millions of bright stars
the light of the full moon glows
a gentle breeze blows
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the light of the full moon glows
a gentle breeze blows
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Thursday, April 30, 2020
every step I take
every step I take
brings me closer to where you are
every rung I climb
every thing I try
every thought I think
brings me closer
look over your shoulder
I'm coming up quick on you
slipping into your thoughts
feelings you forgot
fantasies you sought
closer than your shadow
feel my breath on your face
I'm coming up quick on you
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brings me closer to where you are
every rung I climb
every thing I try
every thought I think
brings me closer
look over your shoulder
I'm coming up quick on you
slipping into your thoughts
feelings you forgot
fantasies you sought
closer than your shadow
feel my breath on your face
I'm coming up quick on you
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want and need
what I want
and what I need
are two completely separate things
what I feel
and what I see
are two completely different things
what I want
and what I need
are worlds apart, that's how it seems
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and what I need
are two completely separate things
what I feel
and what I see
are two completely different things
what I want
and what I need
are worlds apart, that's how it seems
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Wednesday, April 29, 2020
what if
when I look back
what if we hadn't danced
what if you'd never asked
what if I hadn't said yes
what if the stars didn't shine
what if there is no safety net
what would have happened
if we had never met
what if we hadn't talked
long into the night
and I didn't hear
all of your insights
if I hadn't got caught
inside your net
what would have happened
if we never met
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what if we hadn't danced
what if you'd never asked
what if I hadn't said yes
what if the stars didn't shine
what if there is no safety net
what would have happened
if we had never met
what if we hadn't talked
long into the night
and I didn't hear
all of your insights
if I hadn't got caught
inside your net
what would have happened
if we never met
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Tuesday, April 28, 2020
steps
if all knew the steps
if the dance was easier
the floor would be full
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if the dance was easier
the floor would be full
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perspective
as the old year fades away
unrealized hopes of yesterday
tissued dreams packed in a box
put on a shelf but not forgot
fresh perspective, fresh new year
a plan-o-gram to make it clear
erase the slate, start again
keeping all I once held dear
resolutions not fulfilled
roll them over, a re-try
add some wishes I will keep
fantasy never in short supply
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unrealized hopes of yesterday
tissued dreams packed in a box
put on a shelf but not forgot
fresh perspective, fresh new year
a plan-o-gram to make it clear
erase the slate, start again
keeping all I once held dear
resolutions not fulfilled
roll them over, a re-try
add some wishes I will keep
fantasy never in short supply
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Monday, April 27, 2020
mirror image
he remembers
the way the dim light played
on her skin, his hands tangled
in her auburn hair
her green eyes glistening
she remembers
the way he touched her
the way he kissed her
his hands tangled in her hair
the way he held her in the night
a reflection in a mirror
the wind was cold
the night, heated with passion
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the way the dim light played
on her skin, his hands tangled
in her auburn hair
her green eyes glistening
she remembers
the way he touched her
the way he kissed her
his hands tangled in her hair
the way he held her in the night
a reflection in a mirror
the wind was cold
the night, heated with passion
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a promise
my heart hears your song
a whispered ballad of love
promises to keep
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a whispered ballad of love
promises to keep
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Sunday, April 26, 2020
A-Game
I can tell by the way you play
Your cover has been blown
I’ve forgotten more about romance
Than you have ever known
Not so suave or debonair
Or as good as you could be
I’ve heard these same old lines before
They’re not so new to me
Is this just your practice?
Are you saving your A-game?
I can give you pointers for
your next unsuspecting prey
A little work is all you need
To improve your skill
I’ve heard and seen it all my friend
In my mind it is instilled
Just don’t use the things I teach
To turn the tables on me
I will give you knowledge
For future loves you seek
Your cover has been blown
I’ve forgotten more about romance
Than you have ever known
Not so suave or debonair
Or as good as you could be
I’ve heard these same old lines before
They’re not so new to me
Is this just your practice?
Are you saving your A-game?
I can give you pointers for
your next unsuspecting prey
A little work is all you need
To improve your skill
I’ve heard and seen it all my friend
In my mind it is instilled
Just don’t use the things I teach
To turn the tables on me
I will give you knowledge
For future loves you seek
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