the door not locked
or even barred
light slips through
what is left ajar
an intruder knocks
seeing it not blocked
and steals my heart away
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Tuesday, May 19, 2020
glimmer
it grew...
benign, behind a shrouded wall
waiting for a chance to come forth
creeping, seeping, weeping it oozes
there's no stopping it now
it flows from lips, parted to kiss
eyes, half closed in slumber
it takes over my dreams
until it seems...
a malignancy
without glimmer of hope
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benign, behind a shrouded wall
waiting for a chance to come forth
creeping, seeping, weeping it oozes
there's no stopping it now
it flows from lips, parted to kiss
eyes, half closed in slumber
it takes over my dreams
until it seems...
a malignancy
without glimmer of hope
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Saturday, May 16, 2020
remorse
the cavalier way
that you have treated my heart
has ceased its beating
as it floats away
without a lifeline to rescue
drowned by loves remorse
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that you have treated my heart
has ceased its beating
as it floats away
without a lifeline to rescue
drowned by loves remorse
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nights of wonder
sleepless nights, reckless days
moving swiftly through this faze
not slowing down, shooting from the hip
black and blue cause it kicks a bit
one step forward and two steps back
praying for guidance when I'm off track
it seems no matter what I do
all paths lead me back to you
fighting the urge to buckle under
when dreams return from nights of wonder
always with the light of day
the reasoning behind why I pulled away
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moving swiftly through this faze
not slowing down, shooting from the hip
black and blue cause it kicks a bit
one step forward and two steps back
praying for guidance when I'm off track
it seems no matter what I do
all paths lead me back to you
fighting the urge to buckle under
when dreams return from nights of wonder
always with the light of day
the reasoning behind why I pulled away
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Friday, May 15, 2020
in your own way
in your own way, you loved me
a small piece, but a piece just the same
it just wasn't enough for me
in your own way, you loved me
the line I drew too straight
too crimson, too deep
in your own way, you loved me
the silence, too much to bear
too much time for me to reflect
enough time for me to break free
did I?...it is still too soon to know
in your own way, you loved me
perspective comes and it gets easier
I can separate fact from fiction
it still hurts, it will heal
in your own way, you loved me
I will think of you when listening
to Dylanesque music
a wonderful gift you left me
in your own way, you loved me
the crescent moon will always be yours
when I see it...I will feel you
in your own way, you loved me
a small piece, but a piece just the same
it just wasn't enough for me
I wanted you to love me my way
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a small piece, but a piece just the same
it just wasn't enough for me
in your own way, you loved me
the line I drew too straight
too crimson, too deep
in your own way, you loved me
the silence, too much to bear
too much time for me to reflect
enough time for me to break free
did I?...it is still too soon to know
in your own way, you loved me
perspective comes and it gets easier
I can separate fact from fiction
it still hurts, it will heal
in your own way, you loved me
I will think of you when listening
to Dylanesque music
a wonderful gift you left me
in your own way, you loved me
the crescent moon will always be yours
when I see it...I will feel you
in your own way, you loved me
a small piece, but a piece just the same
it just wasn't enough for me
I wanted you to love me my way
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perfect circle
a triangle with one too many points
with a compass, I draw for you a perfect circle
the arcs were always connected
between two, without me
blind, I refused to see
no longer do I try
to insinuate myself into your heart or
my love into your circle
it was my imagination...
that this verde valley interfered with
your love for the mountains North
what starts without anything
ends with nothing
what starts without feeling
ends my belief
what starts without fire
ends less desirable
more so, when you name your price
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with a compass, I draw for you a perfect circle
the arcs were always connected
between two, without me
blind, I refused to see
no longer do I try
to insinuate myself into your heart or
my love into your circle
it was my imagination...
that this verde valley interfered with
your love for the mountains North
what starts without anything
ends with nothing
what starts without feeling
ends my belief
what starts without fire
ends less desirable
more so, when you name your price
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Thursday, May 14, 2020
pensive silence
a pensive silence stretches across
unspoken words speak volumes
no regrets from this heart that speaks
or this love burning inside of me
see it pour like a monsoon rain
and you without an umbrella
the easy part was telling you
hard is what you don't do about it
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unspoken words speak volumes
no regrets from this heart that speaks
or this love burning inside of me
see it pour like a monsoon rain
and you without an umbrella
the easy part was telling you
hard is what you don't do about it
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Wednesday, May 13, 2020
for you
cactus flowers, fragrant and sweet
a little creek, on the ranch of your dreams
many blue skies, a porch with a swing
I wish for you, all of these things
a beautiful sunset at the end of the day
a shining moon to light your way
someone you love to hold you close
a kiss good night from the one you love most
faith of knowing deep in your heart
that heaven holds more than just some stars
a guardian angel, a part in your prayers
no matter where you go, that you safely get there
I wish for you all of these things
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a little creek, on the ranch of your dreams
many blue skies, a porch with a swing
I wish for you, all of these things
a beautiful sunset at the end of the day
a shining moon to light your way
someone you love to hold you close
a kiss good night from the one you love most
faith of knowing deep in your heart
that heaven holds more than just some stars
a guardian angel, a part in your prayers
no matter where you go, that you safely get there
I wish for you all of these things
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a memory
ride down to me
down from the mountains
rest your head
sleep beside
my burning fire
rescue me
with the light of dawn
you will be gone
a memory
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down from the mountains
rest your head
sleep beside
my burning fire
rescue me
with the light of dawn
you will be gone
a memory
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Monday, May 11, 2020
no mercy
I can feel it coming
a change is in the air
it is not from fall to winter
I feel that lingers there
too far off to feel the touch
the hands you feel not mine
buried with the memories
another place in time
clock ticks away the hours
as your kiss touches her skin
the unrelenting passion
that place where I have been
as I search for mercy
many miles before I dream
awake in the middle of night
cause the mercy escapes me
my heart is searching for mercy
even that won't set me free
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a change is in the air
it is not from fall to winter
I feel that lingers there
too far off to feel the touch
the hands you feel not mine
buried with the memories
another place in time
clock ticks away the hours
as your kiss touches her skin
the unrelenting passion
that place where I have been
as I search for mercy
many miles before I dream
awake in the middle of night
cause the mercy escapes me
my heart is searching for mercy
even that won't set me free
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it spills
liquid love from shattered glass
leaving a stain on the counter
seeping into nowhere
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leaving a stain on the counter
seeping into nowhere
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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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