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rpeter
41/F
I loved you I left I dream Of you Your touch Your love Our togetherness That was so close I miss you You stay with My broken heart. It is past, not fixed. No regret, Just memory Of You & me.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
More ramblings on you.
Why do I feel this way? It makes me sad To think of us parting, separate But that’s where we’re at. Floating near two different islands. A psychic once told me, You were not my Prince of Cups, Was he right? I think so, but I try, I try To make it right between us. Though am I really trying? Should I need to? Marriages gone past - where you simply put up And only existed, can I do that? The vows seem to mean little, That’s so wrong isn’t it? God tell me. God help me with this. Too scared to talk about it, The loneliness, the disconnect. You feel it, you chase it away down that bottle. It’s always there, one second it’s not important, The next it worries me an awful lot. Shall I continue, continue to ignore it? Trust in God just doesn’t cut it, Talk, talk it out, what can pull us back? Scared, of spoiling lives. Fear and worry, Please no, no more naval gazing. Figure it out.
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 5:03 AM UTC
Broken. Apart.
Serene Spirit Pull me down Pull me under Bring it to me Splendid fire Harmonies hang From strings to beats Servant to your spectre Of beats, blissed and comforting To beautiful chords That spring from above. Timid heartbeats Brought to the fore by haunting echoes. Arms raised Feet tapping Pull me in These realms of beats and blips.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
Bonobo
Waiting in the tepid blue of a March morning. The peace of a park punctuated by gentle gravel stepping by and the soft sounds of accents, languages and chatters. In the middle of London, ever creaking and crashing through. This home, the palace of your graceful nature, People gathering to catch a glimpse of your self. Recollections of someone who we felt a part of. How we miss your beauty and wish you were still around. What will your dresses reveal? Memories, moods, history. Pearls of serenity, velvet cloth, simplicity with purpose that grew in to a strength of being. Being someone - a Princess but a person whose charm met serenity. Compassion, emphatic love for all others. Lady, we long for your spirit's semblance and rest on a hope that our lives can draw close, dreaming of a better world.
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Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
For Diana
Looking back at those fleeting flames, We were upon a second of lust. I recall your warmth entangled with my whisp of reality, Praying we could make it real. And yet it's past, long past any memory of substance. Though seconds of lust still trip me up, Roadblock in my distorted memory. The memory of your pure heart, I believed was in my grasp. Love you, love you still, my second of glorious love. Hope you are still around, in case I see you for a reminder of my heart's true content. You're my second of lust, The one who’s hidden away from my close reach. Longing that you are always ok, hearing my breaths still sigh through the reaches of times to come. Love you, miss you, my dark heart lover.
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
seconds of lust
Closets of cloud Beauty of grey, spills and floats Over and through the sky’s infinite expanse. Dreaming of beauty, Perfection through imperfection. The privilege to be here, drifting and floating On your sweet, small planet. Dying without impact. Lost fragments that never took place, But only inside, not created. Changes and miracles closed down before they were reached. Looking beyond the gloom. Lifting up and reaching for that pink and radiant glow. It becomes magnificent, just as we all can be, Step out, step out and live.
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
Closets of Cloud
If you tell me, tell and indulge me What would I do? Fast heart would spring Blind and rambling All over, over to where you are. If you tell me Shockwaves or thwarted into paralysis, I do not know But at least we'd know, know where we stood. On top of that wind-furious outlook Out over the miles of fragments of years. If you tell me, if you tell me. I'd come to you and wreck the good. Come to you and any place that makes your home. Come to you and surrender to the bliss. Come and stumble in a fog of deep loss. All for you, all for you, my darling, if you tell me.
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Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
If you tell me you love me
Listening to your voice, Watching those scenes Scares me too much, Yet I am in heaven It's all around, just let me see it Awaken us to what you have brought us. We made the choices, Grabbed at all we could. I see your glory just in parts, then it fades into the haze all around. What am I to do? Human touch, running to what? Those blissful tones, inspiring and calm, Bring us back, back to our home. I exist, I struggle, I am. It's all there, but pieces apart. I fall at your knees and quake for your embrace. Oh Lord, bring me your beauty, Light to us all.
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 7:35 AM UTC
Seeing Traces
Miles of tepid grey Cement layers, new structures grow Soaring scaffolds for a new cityscape. Coffee waters this town, A billion cups filled then dropped. Bent shoulders, screens' enticing glow. Sugary snacks on every walkway, To bliss you out & blot out the cold Those empty vessels in need of comfort. Train door slams, crazy 80s specs Worn without irony. Hashtag meaningless dialogue, Whose saying what? The grey expanse closes in as dark is arching over. How can there be lands drenched in sun and colour spectrum? Muffled day, shoulders stooped huddled in Winter's shroud Yet life here remains switched on, No hibernation, jobs are to be done. In this cityscape of phones, faces and fantasies. I am simply passing through.
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Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 5:56 PM UTC
Cityscape