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Rebecca Sharp Poem
there are times - and i don't know why -
in which i cannot see you. You in all your goodness and sweetness.
i seem to be lost and blind to all the endearing things that i love about you.
i cannot find you. i cannot reach you.
not by voice, not by touch.
it is at these times that i feel the most vulnerable
the most alone, and my world is dark.
please wait for me. please make yourself known.
please stay near - so that i may find you, see you, and love you...again
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only pen and paper, in them i do confide,
all my innermost, to others i must hide.
pen understands. and laughs not at my pain.
paper lets me cry , without making me ashamed.
all that i could say and feelings expressed,
i cannot audibly, therefore must be suppressed, or
risk the sneer the frown and even ridicule,
the response that would belittle, i found to be so cruel.
pen takes the time to know all my fears and paper never fails
to take in all my tears
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your love is slick
and your love is ...pooling,
i cannot help but slip
and
fall.
your heart is a fire
and your heart is... a rock.
i cannot help but hold
and
be burned.
your stare is ice
and your stare is... transparent
i cannot help but read
and
weep.
your love is slick
and your love is pooling...
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i can't not touch you.
these hands must feel yours.
these fingers must caress that perfection,which holds up the most beautiful of
eyes.
these lips must feel the brush from your own, and taste that mouth,from where
the sweetness felt in your heart is expressed.
i can't not love you.
i can't not desire to be as one with you - for it is there, in that place, that i
at last, become loved and lovely.
and that is all and enough, for this one to continue...to live.
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brimmed eyes
squinting against the noon brightness.
gloved hands
wiping the salty drops away.
denim moving
with the lankiness beneath.
strong lines
rising as the maul swings
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lover see what the night has given
to us it is sweet
to others, forbidden
lover take what thy heart desires
to us it is heaven
to others, hell fire
lover feel what i know you must
to us it is love
to others...mere lust
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were you touching me when you felt her skin
and wasn't I there when your love began
did you look in my eyes when she turned toward your face
did you even once see me in your secret place
I have to think yes. I will not believe, that you could go to her, and not take me
did your lips form my name when she touched your mouth
and did you hear my voice as you cried out
wasn't I there when she left your arms
and you knew then you were not alone
I have to think yes. I will not believe, that you could go to her and not take me.
I have to think yes
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cat lies purring with a motor -like sound and only he knows what
has given him satisfaction, perhaps it was the dish of warm milk or the field
mouse he stalked earlier in the day.
his eyes are now just like slits ...then open wide at the slightest of sound!
'twas nothing but me shifting on my cot. he opens wide for a large lion yawn
then slowly closes his eyes again.
in the morning he is there sitting at the pane as i move to the door he is off again
in search of his prey, but he'll be back for milk and dreams of his day.
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i knew you in the dark you were kind and gentle
without a word from your lips you told me you loved me
although i could not see - i knew you wore a smile
your heart was my heart that is how close we were
when i knew you in the dark...
now in the daylight i no longer know... you
have become a stranger here before me is a cold unkind man
there is no more smile no more love
do you have a heart?
i feel as though mine is gone too.
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we found your little stone page and just stared.
reading the name over and over until it blurred.
you were here and gone in that one time of april
struggling to breathe, but you just weren't able, now
above this plotted spot, you've risen, and we know that
to be so, yet our gaze is still on your name that is written..
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