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  Sep 2017 silas
mary
she is the sun
and i am the moon
she is a new beginning, the first stretch you relish as the world awakes, a steaming mug filled to the brim with your favorite coffee
always sweet, never bitter
i am the moon
i epitomize the loneliest hours, the inevitable end, shivers along your arm from a window slightly ajar
misery and company
you love me

but maybe
she is the sun
the brightest smile hiding her darkest secrets
and i am the moon
the comfort you seek within reassuring blankets and pillows

i am the moon
you are the stars in my sky
maybe you need me as much as i
need you
  Sep 2017 silas
Sandoval
Beg
You begged me,

to fall in love with the
moon.

So I could get

accustomed to having all of
you,

but then, none
at all too..


*Sandoval
  Sep 2017 silas
Traveler
How can thoughts be real
They're not solid enough to touch
So how can someone manifest
A feeling such as love?
Can you
Hold it
Breathe it
Squeeze it in your hands
It's forcing us to trust
In the invisible
Once again

Because although you can't see it
  It can still disappear
Love is the sad song
That left you crying in your beer

Blind sided
It can hit you
And you best believe it's true
Love is as real
As the way I feel for you
....
Traveler Tim
Dedicated to:
Everyone in the known universe!
  Jan 2017 silas
tamia
i spent my childhood
with a conch shell in hand,
i'd be near the sea
even on land

for when i'd press
it to my ear
i'd hear the ocean
loud and clear

and that's when i realised:
i could have the world in my hands
if i believed enough
i could get to distant lands
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