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Eric the Red Feb 2018
Hey crazy brown hair
From the Far Away Land
Making preparations for sea
Taking both of my hands

‘My sails made of paper’
‘My mast of toothpicks’
‘Pull up the anchor!’
‘Underway! Underway!’
‘I shall see you today!’

‘You’re so far away’
I say
Your finger over my mouth
‘I shall see you today!’
You say

Hoisting our flag
Singing our songs
Taking pulls from *** barrels
You’re my sailor
All along

Fair winds and following seas
My lady
From Far Away Land
‘I’ll see you today’
I whisper
To the burning horizon
‘I’ll see you today...’
‘Love you crazy brown hair.’
Eric the Red Feb 2018
Somewhere along the way
Cobblestone paths
Effervescent clouds
Escape
I was abandoned by the gods

I’ve looked 2 in the eye
Said ‘I do’
Wanted to love them forever

One died young
Forever 25
One gave me children
I’d open the front door
Those little feet running to me
‘Dad’s Home!’
‘Dad’s Home!’
I miss those...taken from me
All of it...

‘The baby is lost...’
Ingrained
Insurmountable
She blamed me
In her hurt
In her reasoning
It was all my fault

I dream of it constant
All that I’ve lost
All that I’m cursed with
In memories

Abandoned
Eric the Red Feb 2018
Saw you get up & fix your hair...
Saw you in line getting your coffee...sprinkling cinnamon on top...stirring it so gently
Saw you twiddling your pen, putting your hair back...looked deeply into your eyes...
Saw you walking in the park...your cute little puppy next to you...lovable
Saw you getting that wine we love...
Saw you dancing in the parking lot...carefree...beautiful...you dance so beautiful...
Saw you swimming in the ocean...and you call out to me...’let’s drown here together...’
Saw your old hands in my old hands...
I see you everywhere...
And then I wake up...
Eric the Red Feb 2018
Stood there waiting
Staring, unblinking
Pitch dark
Could make out the front door
The silver on the counter
That’s it
5...10
Minutes go by
Wanting something
Anything
To come through
A
Silhouette
A
Face
A
Hand
Even if cold & dead
To touch me
In the darkness
To let me know
I’m not alone
‘I’m here...ready to be haunted.’

Nothing
Even the spirits
Have better things to do
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I can’t wait to read the book
Of my life

I’m going skip all the
Chapters

Until I get to the part
Where I get to meet you
&
Read it
Over
&
Over
........
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I know it’s late..:
I m sorry I woke you.. . ..
I just wanted to tell you..   ....
Your hand touches the space next to you...
‘Shut up and hold me...’
you say
And I feel your warmth ...   ......
All of the above
Put your hair behind your ear
whispers
i want to tell you everything

You turn around and kiss my forehead...  ......  ... .      .....
you already have
you already have
stay with me
*stay with me....I want to show you forever
Eric the Red Feb 2018
On some days it won’t
Need tending to
We can watch the smoke
Billow & Reach
To the sky
Embers mixed with night

Other days it’ll be at the end
Of our wick
And it’ll seem like it’s dying
Just a whisper of light
We won’t like those days
But we’ll get through them
We always do

And some days will have
Blindness
Darkness
And we’ll need to feel it
Each other
Closer
‘Come warm yourself...’

But the best days
Will be when it seems
Like the world is alight
By our love
&
I’ll kiss every inch of your
Cindered
Skin
Wanting to be burnt
Alongside you

And hell won’t be of any surprise
Because I’d have been
With you...
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