I glimpsed our horizon echoing Sun
Voluminous sets of waves whispered crest
Neath, its silent swarm's hushed sealife possess
A sullen saffron lens rise slumbered some
Dualities of grand expanse, lay calm
Aquarium of a glassless shore stills
The constant vastness of two voids fulfills
Indiscernible range touch spreads aplomb.
Hands to lips flung a kiss ferry o'er a crowded room as a single kiss falls to a floor, unnoticeable to all, except to its deliverer and of course, being the exploit,
A secretive chance for a budding romance enters a phase in shape of a maze of a hall of mirrors within a house of horrors and the vague, willing to the unable, engages,
Third times a charm enters the calm, of the quietude of an early eve's mood, as dusk make haste to night's embrace, the final endeavor in stages;
the audible...mute,
the visual...blind,
the indiscernible...void.
2019 September 19
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The hardest advice to take is your own
This must be why my heart never listens to my mind
I wish it would
Because if it did I wouldn’t have to keep asking God for a sign
But my heart hypnotized me and I gave in to the trance
Only to have my heart recycled because love just used me over and over
Time spent can never be bought back or returned so all the memories mine as well be burned
Love has been tugging on my heart strings and I know I shouldn’t keep holding on but my heart clasps tighter
Love is always playing games in which I am the mice
Love has a face but no legs, slithering around for love drunk mice
Such as myself now reciting the mantra sticks and stones may break my bones but love you forever hurt me
But this is the last time, love is now in a coffin
Buried with all my plans for her
I hope you rest without peace…
8/26/16
In Time
It will happen...in time
I don't know when, and I don't know how
But it will happen...
In time
Some say that good things come to those who wait
But how much longer am I going to have to wait
As I watch all the good things around me
End up in the hands of undeserving people
But have faith my friend,
It will happen...in time
Once, twice, maybe third times a charm
Or so they tell me
The first should've been the end, but I'll settle for the third
I'm ready
Now it sits in your hands, and it will happen
In time
But please be gentle, my heart is tender
And please be kind, and show compassion
And help me heal the scars that riddle my chest, my mind, my thoughts
Because I want to feel love again, I want to love you
But I know that it doesn't happen all at once
It will happen...again
In time
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