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The moon never suffers
as the savior did suffer.
However, the moon is so swollen with love,
we are assured of our survival.

Go ahead, sleep many hours
and have lucid dreams.
If you want to know who you are,
indulge a whole season of character flaws,
and wander aimlessly mimicking prayer.

I heal.
I say it the same
to all- "No!”

No one knows what I am talking about,
but everyone knows I am right.
That tender touch
I yearn for that
That special connection
I pray for that
but
Every time I seem to fall flat
Everything happens for a reason, yes I know
but
I'm just tired of receiving the word no
There is so much love to give in my heart
but
There is always a "but"
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Asena Seleno
Yesterday my sun slept before noon
That was early for it, tho very soon
I looked up into my sky, in search of moon and hope of star
I couldn't find, nor in sight, neither so far
Deep down I could feel the ocean, relieved
For it's moon, that used to growl
Deep down I caressed the wolf, distressed
At it's moon, in passion,who used to howl..
All around me it was pervertedly dark
All I had left was just to hark..
~DreamChaser~
~Reine~
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Ricki
Maple
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Ricki
the fuzz to your hair
is too soft for its share
your bags, the creases of your eyes
are pink like rising skies
the freckles about your arm dance about my heart
they look like stars
your eyes are bright; they're fireflies
too beautiful to contain to jars
and
your lips are purple
taste of spearmint and maple
the crease of your brow smiles with your face
not a single trace of a laugh line
but
you laugh like the ocean
first, your laugh is calm
but as it approaches the shore
it is sure to swallow me whole
your smirk, though half
makes me whole
and
your lips are purple
taste of spearmint and maple
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Gale L Mccoy
a sorrow all consuming
swallowing my limbs
rendering me still
for now
till it spits me back up
and rests
while I make up for lost time
to do all i can do to
move a little farther away
before it swallows me once more
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Angelique
through the eyes of you
maybe ill see myself anew
maybe Ill see the beauty
you hold in your hand for me
the love you feel through
picked roses on a field
id like to believe in your
eyes that id be a dream come true
Payments that must be paid
Payment due being the relay
Debt is not ok
Credit Card statement in what was charged
Total amount is over the top
All this charging must come to a stop
I must watch my credit score
I don’t need my interest to soar
As Benjamin Franklin stated, “A Penny saved is a penny earned”
Now I must be wise in how I spend
But my inspiration to shop must come to an end
It’s a credit card alert
It’s no special perk
It’s comes with saving where I am living on Earth.
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Angelique
I love you
I wrote a thousand times
in a small brown journal
it'd never reach your ears
just a thought in a journal
never to see by the one I love
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Ben
Change
 Jan 2018 Lynn Engen
Ben
From the time we met
Till before we split
I always wanted what was best
Though our end was not the greatest
Seeing where you're at now
I feel peace
I'm glad you're doing well
May we one day meet again
Old friend...
A poem dedicated to an old friend, that showed we are okay, but don't have to speak of old things again.
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