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& how quiet my memories lay, holding the aching wounds of platitudes at bay
Amore.. At night when my thoughts raced,
softly the wind's lips blew upon the veils
& opened my view to the rigmaroles of street life cafés
In those places that the warmth of you will never fade
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How mystique the bliss of a summer rain
Cascading into the likeness of its half weights
The Sun's eyes steeped in the particles of every grain
Ti amore.. in a half open doorway
You don't have to hide no more
I am yours, forever yours
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Neath flailing branches of the old oak,
at the hour wher freedom roams
& shadows of the half lifes boast
, sightseeing over the riotous ocean
I have found you
A courted beam of moonlight, from half besotted skies, wandering into the dims of twilight
& in it I found your eyes
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The thoughts in my brain
Is like a suitcase,
with no handles to carry the weight
Of that which withered
& yet empty of its atoms
Amor.. the journey of a thousand storms
Wrapped in lace with gold spun chords
With embroided initials
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Wher be, my florist blooms
Green fingers roving over the #journeys of the mournful
& I'll be night or day or perhaps
A fragrance in the interphasing wher time blossoms
& I'm inhaled, like a forest that once burgeon
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Those ruby moons, in the scattered years of my silence
They have #raised me & in me a plethora
of reverberating strings dew heavy on nascent love
Dripping with my written heart
File for me a day,
a debriefing
For in this the ferrous night
It is I, that #harried from those places
Wher days without you deceives me
& I'm unarmed, chasing breaths along the twilights of confessions
You once wrapped the promise of my face in your hands
#poem#poetry#vss365
Love, play a nocturne for me
On the clavier
Your fingers rolling over the ivory, roles away my fears
Closed eyes, I see you in the morning mist
Before the Sun steals you away, but cannot dry my tears
How I dream of your love
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Love.. Spare a thought
for my soul
In the deepness of the quiet
I am craving for the lost droplets falling to the ocean
& the memory for what I knoweth
It sits contented with me
By some the wee hours
Silent
Gentle upon the thoughts
Like midnights, kiss the flesh with kindness
But loneliness still is worn
& tomorrow, bright be the dawn
& the chatter of the crickets
Born
& I'll listen for that voice amid the madding chorus
Yours ~