Walk with words
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the souls light, in hopes
Restoration
I paint with my eyes
A doorway, a stairwell
I openly walk with words at my feet, and kiss blank pages while blushing
I skipped across the fresh cut grass, to catch a glimpse of your laughter
Caught in little Polaroid moments imbedded on my skin
A keep sake tear, in a salt jar by my bedside
I cried with joy that you loved me, and wept with pain upon your leaving
But gave life a new name
Momentary breathing
Oh, why wispers stir so
The poetry in my soul
To have, and to hold
A cherished thought
To create and master like arrangements of time
– compared to the moon
It’s always the moon
The star’s, the shimmer and shine
It’s always you, his heart and mine
Like death froze the lake of fire, but designed desire in multiple ways
Because I love you inside the stillness, in silence
In memory’s breath
I love you in milestones
And emptiness
I have a great yearning to dream his dream
Reach every single star above
And place there upon them, like little murals
Crystal stems of love
I miss the Roses, the pretty thorns
A once pricked finger
To bleed, I miss the way my heart reacted
Like a million horses
A stampede
If I love you back to life
In books, in papers
With my pen
I hope with all this dreaming daily, I’ll see you once again.
He once loved me
as if there were only heaven
There was no stunning sky’……
He looked as if to love only thee
And caught the world
Within my eye.
