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 Aug 2019 Michael H
Eryri
Astronaut
 Aug 2019 Michael H
Eryri
My dear Astronaut,
Love you to the moon and back:
Easy on splashdown
 Jun 2019 Michael H
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
We watched as young fools play
Fowled by winnings brought to shame
Forming molds within ones heart
As fever sprung from soul to soul
But for meaning
They played the young fools heart
Streaming down its world of flaws
And feeding !
Structures meshed by hurt
Only timing benefits that one must score
As
We watched as young fools play
 Jun 2019 Michael H
putiira
I love the beauty
of logic almost as much as
the mathematics of a sunset.
 Jun 2019 Michael H
Kayla Gallant
You see she didn’t mean to pull the trigger, it’s just that her mind was so dark and she thought she was turning on the lights.
Just a flint of light cast into the universe
 Jun 2019 Michael H
Kayla Gallant
My mind is much like the sea
The deeper you go
The darker it gets
Rough outline, might expand at a later date ❤️
 Jun 2019 Michael H
Empire
Desirable
 Jun 2019 Michael H
Empire
I must be desirable
Because I can feel the pull
As the angels
And the demons
Fight over my soul
 May 2019 Michael H
Sierra
The things I thought were so important,
are no longer relevant.
You remolded my idea of a perfect man.
Patient and gentle,
Caring and kind.
I'm so happy,  you are all mine.

— The End —