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And life is your
Music that slows down
As time kicks
Like the gravity
Of shoes falling from our feet
For lifting them too high;
The inevitable mortal arrives.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
The sky was so blue

Parched paper meadow
Of a deeply delicate twilight
The sky was

The tree

And it swayed
Sobbing clean whistle
So shyly did the tickled bristle
Tenderly bow welcome here
And the tree was

A wave so
Sea-glow clear and satin shadowed it was

The sea

Summoned sweetly its
Deep kaleidoscope in carbonated breath
As old as my soul and
These deep seas were the river running sky.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
In my solitude lives
A lagoon as
Alluring as
It is untouched.

I have only beheld
Through my eyes
Just birds looking down
While they fly.
I can't touch
What I see
No matter how beautiful.

They are the days,
Nights, memories,
Skies,
Stars, boundaries but
Beauty
is in the eyes,
I have only gazed at how much I feel.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
Rise
like the
ballerina on
pointe and make the
heavens weep with soft-hearted
rain.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
I was a fool
   To think you would want
   What I wanted from you.
I was a fool
   For not knowing how
   To tell between real or true.
   I am two fools
       Now I have to laugh
       At myself for the jokes that they pull.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
Incredulous
It seems
When you grew to
Connect with the
                               Spaces
                    You
                                Left
   ­                 Your
                                Prints
In
W­hile the others
Only left their memories.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
Fall with a curtsy;
Canvas of the wind;
Lace of the sea.
The shore is **** yet barely obscene
Looking closely,
I just see, me  
and all of myself longs it could be.
When I go to the beach,
Experiencing the waves lap in time
Makes it feel like time waits for you if you just wait along together.
Like mirrors, it allows you to see yourself in the present moment.
Some look for vanity, some for clarity.
Maybe, that's why the beach is breathtaking.

You can't hide from yourself when you find yourself beautiful.

© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
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