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 Jun 2015 harmony crescent
4am
why?
 Jun 2015 harmony crescent
4am
"Because with you I am all,
and alone I'm without."
nc
why
do i see
my face
in the

mirror

why do i
see my breath
superimposed
upon the
cold night
sky

i died
long ago

drown in
your ocean
no deeper
than a

pane

of

glass



soulsurvivor
catherine jarvis
(c) october 9, 2014
Long long ago
In a life
Far far away
I hate people hating people for no reason at all.
If i'm trying to say something
Come out of my mind.
If i'm trying to write a poem
Come out of my heart.
Give yourself to the moon
And let the earth carry your shadow.
For your heart has already taken all your sorrows.
And your soul , all your dreams away.

Whisper a tune of joy,
Long ago forgotten
To a dead sunflower,
For it always followed the sun
And let the air take all her seeds away.

Reveal all your scars,
Burn all your memories,
And into the wind
throw its dust away.
Dark green shade of trees cast by sun
Shining with intense rays
An oasis—found for
Summer suns.*

Тадеус
© Тадеус 6-16-2015 4:54pm
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i'm gone to the store for some bread she said
with her suitcase in her hand
©  Passius Ashe   2001, 2015
I don't know how to explain this
or really how to say this
but I think about you night and day
even when I'm awake
I'm daydreaming about you
it's forever in a day that my heart can't take
being without you.
Oh God how I prayed
you would send an angel my way
please Lord don't forsake me
because I need one now
to take my heart in her hands
and awaken my soul
then a tear ran down my face
because I don't want to wait
for an answer as I cried forever in a day.  
Time so much time forever in a day .....
I just can't wait
til we meet so I can I see your face
lay in your arms and feel your warm embrace
because I love you
people talk about wanting to drown
for days, and days
in one's eyes, so blue
like an unpoluted ocean.
I would rather walk for ages
and explore,
carefully,
deeply,
every inch of
this forest,
so deeply green
that's the shade of yours.
things i'll never say
some men got a woman.
some men got a man.
me, I just got a guitar.
lord, how I love my one man band.

shalimar's my guitar.
shalimar, she's my strings.
when I get to crying,
that's when shalimar starts to sing.
©  Passius Ashe   1999, 2015
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