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Larry Taylor Poem
We, like birds,
Soared and dove and hollered
In the gentle air of a midsummers twilight
Before the watchful eyes
Of a loving and forever Yes.
Your exclamatory remarks
Don’t getcha too far,
Do they boy? (not anymore at least.)
This night was meant for lovers
And builders
Of the cloudy dreams
That float across the hole-punched sky.
And the wind dances upon my nose
As if to say we were meant to be.
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My beagles have talons
like eagles.
Oh the hell to be raised
If, one day, they
sprouted fierce wings
and dove upon this fair city.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes!
Blood and thunder. Slash and howl.
You’ve got the mind of a child and all there is to hold,
But never have I ever gone to such extremes in speech.
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Well boy, you’ve
Finally
Done it now.
You took the rules
And stole away
Into that forever free will.
I’d like to call it
Disobedience,
But you’d just say it was
Certain.
Then maybe I could secretly believe
In your solid smile.
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This language, it startles me.
To think that one may speak
while the other may listen
Is preposterous.
I’ve never known to love
But it seems to make more sense here.
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If I told you a secret,
Could you keep a promise
To never let me go,
Even when I say it's time(‘s up sir)
And the air is ripe
For a change of heart.
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My Russian is a bit rusty (dear friend,)
But I believe in language
And love.
So why can’t we just sit
And be
Like human beings should.
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Time is relevant
In this here place.
Only a me and a you are a once
And for all.
I wish for nothing more
Than to swallow those words
And silence your sorrows.
I can only forgive those whom
I love
Please, don’t be so painful.
All I ever wanted in this world was you.
Me too.
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My ghosts are my own
And this sky is for you,
True blue and wide as a dream.
All that we could ever share
Is just a glimpse of happiness
In a maddening crowd of faces.
Am I wrong to say that we belong?
Or is it just my soul starting to speak?
For the very first time, I knew.
Either way,
You are a better fate than violets.
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Hannah sleeps
and dreams of all that could have been.
Waking is just too hard
When all you’ve got is cigarettes
And a cold to fall back on.
Moonlight rushes through her head,
Not missing any corners,
And strikes a scene.
A golden girl
With lovely curls
Swings as high as birds cry.
Letting go was all she had to do
To feel free.
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He smiles, and all the stars are called to attention.
They flicker and fade, but he is here to stay.
He laughs, and the wind rushes in ecstasy.
It weakens and slows, but he still glows.
When we are one, the world is an easier place to be.
You are my sleepless nights,
My hidden delights,
The reason my heart dances in fright
And love.
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