Waiting For Her Poems

What is hidden behind the end? is the end a beginning?
The beginning without the selfishness that kills?
The end of the words I didn't say, and...

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I can hear your demons screaming
And I know you're hearing mine
Times changed you just a little
Now your beauty's more sublime
Sat here waiting for a reason
To...

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Sitting on a lonely beach
Staring out to sea 
Dreaming of two people
One of them is me
The other is a bluebird 
And she's the cat's meow...

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The hours go so fast 
Whenever I see you 
But minutes are eternity
In between the times I do
I really wish that it could be 
The...

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With love I write these words to you
For you and you alone, I knew
From early on who was the one
To make my life complete in...

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yes     or      no

if you love me
Is what I wrote
in paint 
on your stomach above your
navel ring.

You...

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It'd be nice if you were here bluebird 
To sit and hold my hand
It's not that I'm afraid 
It's just it'd be so grand
If I...

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My eyes sees only you
All my love, waiting for you
With smiling sunrise I offer you
My heart that craves and long for you

My eyes under spell
Without...

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Troubadour sitting and waiting for you
Would do anything you wanted him to
Renaissance man now plucking the strings 
Dreaming of all sorts of marvelous things
Some can...

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loud cracks and creaks permeate the silence
inferno’s roar is heard in keen ears of wildlife
terror is felt throughout the forest
animals flee, but many do not...

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Hey Miss Stranger... May I sit next to you? 
I wonder what time is it. But I don't mind getting late. Just to be with...

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An elderly television
speaks to her
in a deafened condominium.

Curtains billow
turning daylight on and off.

Sometimes she looks
into her mind,
often an old movie is playing.
She sees her late...

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A sunset, star and moon
set at the same time 

It's noon yet I'm waiting for the moonlight to come out 
, just in case it...

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— — — — — — — — -

Wrapped in silk, you hold my hand,

my countess.

Full of quiet fire and tenderness.

We ride winged horse carriages...

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Excuse me misses my intention is a moment of you listening,
Take a second from your mission I can guess your intuition,
Telling you that I'm a...

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