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 Dec 2020 Willow
Mose
Belief
 Dec 2020 Willow
Mose
A belief is a sweet dream.
An unconscious stream.  

It tucks the corners of your bed.
A place to put all your dread.

Covers you in white linen.
Keeps your naiveness winnen.

Casts you away into a sleepful estate.
No longer shall you await.

A sweet escape from the truth.
A kiss of ignorance coming through.

Gives you faith in something.
Even if it’s a hopeful nothing.
 Dec 2020 Willow
Mose
She Was Beauty
 Dec 2020 Willow
Mose
She was beautiful.
The moment I was graced with her presence the air became a warm, calming breeze. It took me over in the way an ocean wave would.  I’d been with her for five minutes before I wanted to undress her. Not in the way which her black lace dripped over her shoulder exposing her sun kissed skin. I wanted to undress her in the way which she was naked and exposed in the light of her own essence. I desired to know what dark day allowed her eyes to read such solemnness. I clung to know of the day that gave light to the darkness & allowed her eyes to twinkle of the stars.
She read books in the dim light corner of her faux leather chair surrounded by plants. Gleaming to the light as if she was the only reflection of its pure form. I’d been admiring her from the across the room as she grazed up the pages of her latest novel.
She always looked to have known something more than that was ever said. I swear, there was a whisper through the crack of her bay window. The wind breathing secrets to her instead of air.
The way she smirked led you to know that she knew of something you never would. I’d never have known what love was but looking at her in that moment I thought I just might.
 Sep 2020 Willow
Mrs Timetable
Don't bring me petals
Plucked to perish
Leave the flowers
In the ground to thrive
I would rather have
Your words to cherish
Planted in me grounded
Always blooming
With surprise
It only took one rose and one poem for "us" to be.  I requested "no more flowers please",  but many many many more poems. I got my wish.
 Aug 2019 Willow
Luna
Wildness
 Aug 2019 Willow
Luna
Her being was created from the wildest of the flowers.
Don’t try to put them in a vase and wait for her to die.
Another morning is upon us
We start over again
There lies another opportunity
To better yourself my friend
Enhance your mind
Move towards the light
Put effort and energy into everything
And make things bright
 Nov 2018 Willow
Melancholic
Dreams
 Nov 2018 Willow
Melancholic
Last night I dreamed that you were mine
And I was happy at that moment
I was at peace

But then I woke up
And I realized that you will never be mine
And then I started to cry
Always work for it
Go through the grind
Difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations
There are many good things to find
Put your heart and soul into everything
Be willing to have that power source
Rise up through the air
And strike with a tender force
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