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Each person got different stories to tell,
All you have to do is look them in the eyes and listen well.

Moments of excitement and sadness,
And other stories that can make your heart move.

The things that only happened in their dreams,
And some are stories they may can't prove.

But no matter what stories they have,
You are lucky that you got to listen to some.

Because having someone to listen,
Will be another sweet story that they can share....
in the futures to come.
Your trembling hand held me that night,
Telling we're all in this together.

Then you said that "if the future can be frightening,
Then let's just be scared together"
And if I tell you how beautiful you are constantly,
It will make you believe,
Then I'll make it an everyday habit,
To remind you about it on repeat
 Apr 2022 Frances Raeburn
Jamesb
If I  leave this life
Unexpectedly,
And do not get
To say
Goodbye,
Then know this truth
My alabaster lady,
While I had breath,
I loved you
Sometimes a poem writes itself....
 Apr 2022 Frances Raeburn
Jamesb
Can change a life,
Yet not just the one
That you'd expect,
Not just the existence
Of two souls involved
But also those of others,
For not just our hearts
Were gladdened
When I said that I love you,
But another heart jumped at that
Phrase for it pleased
Your mother too
Short? Yes
Sweet? Perhaps
True? I hope so
Not bent
Not bruised
Broken
Together one minute
Shattered the next
Like a mirror
Showing a perfect reflection
It cracks
It breaks
Distortion is all i see
Or maybe its just the real me
Not bended
Not bruised
But broken.
That broken image is me
My reality
An unbroken mirror
Is an illusion of unreal reflection
Holding no truth
Showing not who i am
But what the mirror portrays ne to be
O
O
Their lips touch
Creating a spark
Igniting the flame
Burning deep within
The ultimate sin
Fires burn
Losing control
Flesh on flesh
Lighting the soul
Flames dance
Intertwine
Connecting
In rhythm
Fueling the fire
Little ***** of gasoline
Exploding at the perfect time
Opening hells gates
The fire escapes
Flames light the midnight sky
Lighting a cigarette
The fire slowly dies
Until next time
I like liking you
Its simple
And I like simple
Lets just keep it simple
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