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Midnight Sun Aug 2018
She
       wore moonlight
        in her hair
           Softly attached shade
       of shimmering silver
        with blue tint
    aroused the night Jasmine
to touch her whole
mind to body _
body to soul
~
The oasis of poetry
conquered her eyes
  with reality
of love _

imagination to art.
      ~
Now she paints love  
on the canvas
of her skin
where she wears
her heart
imperfectly. ...
Can't  you see
the painted pain
in poetry ?_

~
Midnight Sun Jul 2018
~
I've traveled through cold blue
painted my wounded wings to aglow
shimmering yet breathless dark
beneath your harsh silence and
warm sighs for the sacred scratch....

   ~
Listening To: Ray LaMontagne - Empty
Midnight Sun Jul 2018
You
       were right
      to put
     love into poetry
         It could fit nowhere else
       Your heart was too cold
        Reality was too shallow
       I am long-forgotten
      Dreams together
  Faded
like
  trembling
    Autumn leaves
   crawling back
   to Earthen glory

Listening to : Frank Sinatra
Midnight Sun Jul 2018
Bewildered gaze
finds love
in the perched birds
without a home
with the words
and lyrics of mind

Listening to : Tom Rosenthal - It's Ok

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