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The Geometry of Love

Parallel.
They said if our worlds ever existed,
It would be in parallel.
    But when you gave me that sideways glance
    I turned my chair perpendicular to avoid the trance
    You cast on me.
    And with as upside-down as my life is now,
    My rubix-cube thoughts couldn't see how
    This was meant to be.
    Forgive my criss-crossed crooked gaze your way
    But my tangle-angle heart wants you to stay.
    And now I begin to see........
    Like two dusty snowball spheres, our worlds collide,
    And spatter beautiful flakes of brokenness
    On this universe of We.

    And now I begin to see,
    Our worlds are meant to be
    Everything....but
Parallel.

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1,000 Horses

1,000 raging horses,
Spurred by the flames of wildfire on their tails,
Harnessed, with Iron chains,
To the locket box harboring your heart,
Could not shred one splinter
From that box
As the unbreakable power of your love
Holds firm the reins,
Through the fire of life,
Of the thousand raging horses
Of my heart.

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Paperweight

I made a paper airplane
    From the paper heart
              You made me.
    But it took off
And flew away on it's own--
                    Make it again.

I wove a paper chain
     For the paper doll
          You made me.
    But she broke the chain
And hopped the next breeze out of town--
                                         Make it again.

I found a paper-trail 
    For the paper-clip
         You made me.
    But it snapped in two
And the paper-trail lost all control--
                               Make it again.

For all your paper-cuts
      And all my paper-work
Our relationship--
          On paper--
Seems pretty...paper-thin.

But then again,
     Looking through the shreds
     Of our notepaper love
     I see, in between the lines,
The truth of my paper rhymes:

You made me.
Make me again.

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Half and Half

I face,
  You face,
    Sad face,
      Happy face.
        I looked in the mirror
        With my tragic mask
        And broke the looking glass.
        So I looked again, this time
        With the happy comic mask--
        And blew out the lights.
        So start a fire--burn this stage to the ground.
        When life calls the awards, I won't be found.
        I can't win for losing--I can't even lose for failing.
        My failures have overwhelmed my success,
        My weakness has overpowered my strengths.
        I can no longer face life, I can no longer....
      Face happy,
    Face sad,
  Face you......I can no longer
Face I.

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Reflection On a Red Bull Can

Left Bull        Right Bull

I bow my head,
               I bow my head,
And stand my ground,
               And charge your ground,
As you claim your right
               As you surrender your right
To your hurt pride.
               For crossing the line.

I hope, my friend,
               I hope my friends
To still be true
               Will see you for truly you.
To the end.
               And in the end
Here's to stronger friends.
               I'll be stronger with the win.
The only thing to stop me
               The only way to stop me
Is you trampling me
               From me trampling you
To grains of arena sand
               Is if you bow your head
And leaving my crushed spirirt
               In apologetic regret.
Behind in the dust.
               Until then, I leave my mound
So I bow my head.
               And charge your ground.

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The Sky Is How You See It

My back is turned to you,
          But I'm listening.
I'm gazing at my personal sky
          From the door of my life.
I see a sea, I feel the breeze,
    I hear the birds screech against the wind.
I love my paradise, I love my life...
    I love the view of my personal sky.

So bring me your rainstorms, dump them in the pail.
                               There's a tinderbox for the hail.
Bring me your lightnings, and your thundering attacks,
                       But wipe your feet on my welcome mat.
Leave everything at my door, I promise I care,
But stand with me a while, and breathe the free air.

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Love's Remains

Writhing in pain,
You wrestle in the bloodied sand--
Clawing at the coarse grains
In intense fervor,
As if you could pass your pain
To the earth on which you throb.

Faintly......
I try to call out to you
From my sunken stupor on the same arid earth.
But my words don't come
As my collapsed lungs,
Like two deflated balloons,
Curl up on themselves inside my pounding chest.

Faintly....I see
You clenching a missing part of me.
Through my oxygen-deprived haze,
I realize you took my breath away.
The warm, sticky feeling in my fist
Catches the last of my senses
As I come face-to-face 
with what remains
Of something very uniquely yours--
A beating heart.

Just then I see no end of our struggle,
Clawing at the coarse grains,
As we wrestle in the hallowed sand--
Dying in Love.

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My Dreamer

When the ground falls out beneath your feet
I will lay you down to sleep.
Dream Deeper--for the dreamer you see
Will build you kingdoms to keep.

Dance over your tears,
Paint over your fears.
When you awake to see your dreamer here,
You will find I lay you down on a mirror.

Smile back.
It will be the first thing your dreamer
Sees of you.
Frown instead,
And it will be the last image the dreamer
Has in her head.

Smile first. Dance next.
Drink the wine, break the bread.
Hug the imaginary friend
That guards your dreams to the end.
Toast to my memory,
   And I'll toast to you
And before long,
   I'll be my own dreamer too.