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 Jun 2018 Joe Redwater
JP
Myth
 Jun 2018 Joe Redwater
JP
When lovers separate
Where does the love goes
Is
it's more like a soul
depart and forgetting
the dead..
This

word

is now

extended

proof

of a soul

behind the

computer.

Evidence

people

who

feel

their own

necrosis

may

well create

the lanes to

beautiful

growth.
 Jun 2018 Joe Redwater
Cné

Come explore my fantasy with thrills and spills galore.
Let’s check our inhibitions and our morals at the door.

It's colorful and vigorous (No "Fifty Shades of Gray").
The safe word will be "rainbow"...(You won't need it anyway.)

Because this fantasy's a realm where denizens can dwell
In peace and love and kindredship, where greed has lost its spell.

Within this dream of dreams we'll find our secret heart's desire.
And with it will come happiness that sets the heart afire.

A time to wake from bitter dreams and steer a course of grace.
And with this resolution, any crisis we might face.

I’m showing my age with this one,
(like it’s a secret). Lol
https://youtu.be/oCHXHVEFwIc
Can’t tell me not to dream.
“Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away”
We dance in the ashes like
Literary scavengers.
In the ruins and after rages
We draw the shreds of words and pages
Around our naked bodies like Blankets,
A quilt of the quintessential struggle
Which all people suffer
I'm not sure if I posted this before,  but it's have been a while. I wrote this not too long after reading "the Book Theif" which was wonderful
The rain ticks on the curb
Like a chronometer
Held up to a short race

As a man entering the mall
Feels his pocket for his
Wallet,
A grimace cracks his face.

© LazharBouazzi
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