I lost you today,
like an old song
that I can't quite remember the name-
you shall be that evermore,
white noise,
a distant melody.
A memory-
just that.

Like the moment I first saw her,
Parched lips that tasted water,
Mother Nature's only daughter,
Living on the street,

In the open desert valley,
I feel her air around me,
Effortless and soundly,

One day we will meet.

The rain d
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                 as the man walks do
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     the str e e t,           It is dark, yet light.
                  Night, yet day.

         Thought, and emotion....
  
Knowledge,                                        ­                                          and fear.
        

        "Fear." The thing that can destroy any man.
Or bring them from the ashes.

I always knew I could
weave magic with a pen,
but I never realized that
the magic could pull
tears from dry eyes,
or pain from numb hearts,
or warmth from cold souls,
or inspiration from empty minds.

I’ve got black widows
in my head,
hiding in fallen trees
and dead leaves.