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Warmth

I saw the stars behind the clouds from memory. I felt the warmth on this December day, every time I breathe, I can see my own warmth against the cold. I’m getting so old and so tired of this fence. I walk along it, beside it, and we sleep in tents. Where is the thing … Continue reading

A dream

This was something framed in my mind, and we waited, to see it someday. It was a dream I had. That will not come true with you. I always wanted endless possibilities like ocean paths clear in all directions. And one branch leading to another. I thought you were the same. But instead I heard … Continue reading

Storms

The curtains fell down To touch the floor On this swelteringly hot day The sun beating through the Glass Oh this will be our last Time in my mind it all hung Like figures in a glass case. Now there is nothing to chase With your empty hands Your cruel alphabet. So I stand up … Continue reading

Candle

Oh what should I write In this one sad letter In the darkness Only lit by candlelight. There used to be chandeliers Swinging brightly, lights exploding From my eyes. The sun shone in each room Even in charcoal gray twilight, with you it Always felt bright. Now there is only this one candle Sadly shrinking … Continue reading

It’s

It’s infinite out there These routes to Everywhere Which explode into Existence Simply because you need Them. You need so many things And these routes will appear To draw you near. Right up to the faces and Places that feel sweet like home. These explosions of good Brighter than any of your darkness, Sweetness sings … Continue reading

Some

You’re better than some I’ve seen but can you make me gleam? Because I don’t just want to glow and have that followed by a drop a dip a sadness that always seems to stick to any plans I wrote on the palms of my hands, so if this won’t be bright enough let’s just … Continue reading

Paris

We drove out of the city, and through the pain, because you said “no more rain.” We drove to the airport to take a plane because you promised Paris doesn’t have rain. We sat side-by-side in a cafe, because you said Paris only has perfect days. Your sad blue eyes covered by your black bangs, … Continue reading