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The Fishing Hole

The Fishing Hole
by Jason Williams


Twenty years is quite a while.
And yet I still reminisce and smile,
thinking of those carefree times,
that we trekked and we climbed,
over fenceposts and through pasture,
to reach the fishing hole.

Oh, how I remember those hikes.
And the glow of the warm sunlight.
The smell of manure and wildflowers,
still shining with dew from the early hours.
Oh, how we’d joke and we’d laugh,
on our way to the fishing hole.

It was at the water’s edge,
where our love we first pledged,
and under pale blue skies,
I looked in your eyes.
And kissed your sweet lips.
Down at the fishing hole.

The fondest memory I can think of,
was out in the open, when we first made love.
On a blanket of grass we watched the sunrise,
and the dancing and buzzing of dragonflies.
They simply didn’t notice, we never caught a thing,
All those times at the fishing hole.
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Costly Reprieve

Costly Reprieve
by Jason Williams

A hypnotic ritual
Holding utensil to flame
It hurts to see the bubbling
But I’ve no one else to blame

I do not care for anyone
I only care for me
About the next fix to get
That's all that I can see

Cotton brushes against skin
The tourniquet stretches tight
My despair will soon be over
I’ll have peace all through the night

An artificial cure I know
Needle piercing flesh and vein
Get me through the night I pray
I have to end the pain

Escape despair is what I seek
By any means that I can find
Even if it's just for hours,
I leave despair behind

When I wake I will be sick
I’ll be broke, I cannot win
I’ll find a way to make it
Then I’ll do it all again.

Is this the life I wish to lead?
Will I ever again be me?
Is there a life beyond repair?
Will I ever again be free?

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Shared Desire

Shared Desire

I’ve never met the likes of him
Not even in a passing by
He carries a voice that’s soft and strong
Different than different, both youthful and wise

His heart shares the same qualities
It speaks to the depths of my soul
My own heart listens intently
To every word and phrase it is told

I’ve never seen the likes of him
A face that’s surely devine
With eyes of emerald crystal
In moonlight they sparkle and shine

And when his gaze wanders to me
His face lights up with such fire
His passion is all I can see
Of sharing his love and desire

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Happy Butterfly

Happy–Go–Lucky
Amid the blue wildflowers
Floats a butterfly

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His Other Names

His Other Names
by Jason Williams

Although he has a proper name,
and his friends acknowledge but one,
I rarely call him the same because
to me, he has a great sum!

He is often . . .

     . . . my Baby.
     . . . my Boo.
     . . . my Baby Boo.
     . . . my Sweetie.
     . . . my Sweet Baby Boo.
     . . . my Sweet Pea.
     . . . my Sugarlump.
     . . . my Butter Bean.
     . . . my Pumpkin.
     . . . my Pookie.
     . . . my Snugglemuffin.
     . . . my Love.

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Resilience of the Heart

Resilience of the Heart

And he will come to you like a wind
A soft breeze caressing your weary face
With a voice full of forevers
Words of understanding, polished and molded just for you
For on that day, you will have found that elusive special heart
The one that matches yours
Compassion and empathy its namesake
Your heart will proclaim his significance

But one day his wind will turn to storm
And when you survey the devastation and debris
You will know he is not the one
And you will doubt the possibility of survival
But you will
For the heart is resilient and strong
You will survive
One awful day at a time

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Icy Refuge

Icy Refuge

There is a place I often will go
That cuts a path in the snow
The frozen creek, silky and white
I slip and I slide and I dance with delight
Try as I can and try as I might 
To escape the world I know

Far from their cruelty, away from their world
No bullies around, they know not where I go
To the place out of reach and I can be me
My refuge the ice where I spin with such glee
I lie on my back and I look through the trees
And escape the world I know

I feel in my heart, out here I belong
I wish I could stay, but the day isn’t long
Boy liking boy, I’m told this is wrong
This is the world I know

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Insomnia

Insomnia
by Jason Williams
 
As night draws closer 
my mind starts to wander
It’s preventing my slumber
my lucidity’s asunder
I wonder
If these long nights will end
Or begin
To settle in a peaceful manner
Can you tell me?
What’s this change in my mind?
It’s a shame I can’t find
What’s to blame, is it time?
I’M NOT FINE!
I just want respite
I long for peace in the night
Instead of screaming in fright
Wide awake clinging to light
This is my fight
Every
Single
Night

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Rolling Hills and Winding Road

Rolling Hills and Winding Road
by Jason Williams

A year ago you brought me here.
On tippy-toes I kissed your ear.
We laughed and played, and in the sun,
you took my hands, we danced and spun.

We laid together, side by side.
We watched a falcon way up high.
It was our favorite place to go,
the rolling hills and winding road.

The calmness and serenity;
this place is home for you and me.
A year ago you brought me here.
A year ago I held you dear.

And now were back, I’m on my knee,
and asking you to marry me.

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True Love

True Love
by Jason Williams

My heart is in such joyous pain.
It thunders in my chest so great.
But not from fear, from something else.
I have no need, yet debilitating want.

No expectations, no fear, no rules or limits;
I will set him free so he can come back to me.
This special thing is unconditional.
It is ours and we must keep it.

His needs are greater than mine.
To watch over him is a gift unto myself.
I love how we are the same.
I love how we are different.

Gifts. Words. Time. And Touch.
All the ways I share my heart;
Equally vital, equally given.
In equal measure received from him.

My heart is in such joyous pain.
Selfless and free, earned and deserved;
I give him my heart,
and he lifts it up with his own.