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With promises to spend our lives together,
Hand in hand we decided to walk
And share each smile, divide the pain
Oh my love, how horribly we have strayed

On separate paths we now walk,
Miles away from each other we are
I see you and yet we are far apart

I know I have hurt you
And seen the pain your eyes
oh how much it hurt me to know
That I was the reason

To right the wrongs I have done
To get back the love I have lost
I need to walk miles, but hon for you
I will

I remember the time in our youth
When we sang and danced together
And that lovely smile would grace you
Which made everything okay

I remember the days we'd walk around
The hills and the valleys, discovering us
With you close to me, the sun never ceased

I'd climb the tallest mountain and
Cross the harshest sea,
Just so you could be with me

I miss that, spending time with you
So busy with work we get that we forget
Living this life to its fullest

And now as I take my last breath,
I see all the times I spent with you
And what more could have been
Alas not in this lifetime.

I wish we could be happy again
Our lips were close, yet never touching
the residue alone became quite addicting....
I finish tearing the seams which lie
When they say you'll never be mine
You tear the stitching in the sky
As your body prepares for pleasure to dine
The pitch in your voice becomes high
As my fingers move down your spine
Weakened when against my ear you sigh
Let us blur and erase our cautious line
Bathe in this feeling and never ask why
Shared on Hello Poetry on April 14, 2016
Copywrite under Bianca Reyes
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pretty names, but you have the prettiest.*
angel's white dust pushed around by
the dingy desert winds dry meadow murmurs.

heated leather seats, **** smooth leather pants
and slender, skinny beautiful body with
a name attached to it, smoke smelled
of burnt raspberries

and the conversation burned like them too,
i feel things for you and perhaps
transparently similiar damage
bleeding rubies out like sap

the conversations dripped like sap too.
 Apr 2016 Adam Childs
F Jaxx
We live in the reality of spirituality
The universe only lets us think we make the rules, so we'd believe
we had the power to pick our own lovers.
Well the Truth is we were handpicked for each other.

You were always going to be mine, I was always going to be yours.
The universe is ours.
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