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my body is flowing as the leaves fall off the oak trees
the sweetness of an apple
touches the tip of my tongue
as the hands of forgiveness wrap me in a soft embrace
the promise
of autumn
 Nov 2019 Slightly Lovely
Blake
I don’t know
If I believe in soulmates
Or fate

But if you told me
That something
Or someone
Had planned for us to meet
And made each of us
For the other

My darling I don’t know
If I would be able
To argue

You are
Everything I always dreamed of
And
Everything
I could’ve never imagined
 Nov 2019 Slightly Lovely
Bummer
There was a knife by the window.
There was a pair of shaking hands.
There was a letter he could barely read.
There was a silence in the room.
There was a coffee scented candle.
There was a broken music box.
There was a photo of a stranger.
There was the death of a poet.
maybe we are born to run wild and free under the stars and rain
maybe we are born with shattered hearts and burning lungs
maybe we are who we are for too many different reasons
Are we all seen and never heard?
Or are we all heard and never seen?
Are we lost with the wind
or are we flying free?
The sky and I
Just sit by
And watch time fly.
We watch as people come
And as people go
We watch as it starts to snow
We watch as the sun comes out
We watch as children dance around
We watch as children fall
Only to rise after all
That is us
The sky and I
Just sitting by
Watching time fly.
I lie
Breathing
Observing pulses of pink
And purple light
Oozing
Behind closed eyelids

I wait on the surface of the earth
Ready to drop into the empty abyss
Of earthlessness below

My mind
Gradually loosens its grip
On the present
And I am no longer here
I am gone
To a better, deeper place
Where I am playful, rested, relaxed

Until, your voice calls me back
And I must return to my feet
13th November 2019
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