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"You are fine", said my angel,
brushing my hair back,
hugging me to his chest.
"You're amazing", he told
me, with awe in his eyes,
"More amazing than all the rest."

"I've missed you", laughs my
angel, caressing my hands,
bathing me in his light.
How I love you, my
angel, so far, at a
distance, I'll be
dreaming of you tonight.
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Get out of my head
you silly spirit, taunting
and teasing away.  
My thoughts are my own,
don't you dare tell my tongue,
or you'll sure make me blush today.
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Locking away the childish
memories, denying from the
inner child you've grown.
And for shying away from
the laughter of children,
you have lost your own.

Empty and dreary, your
days have grown lonely.
All that is left is dispair.
No child within to
sustain you, to feed you.
Just a dark, dank lair.
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Secrets unfolding like a
blossoming rose in spring.
The fragility of it
catches your breath.
Too scared to touch
or bruise it,
the fear that you
might lose it,
Crushed
In the grip of death.
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Pause .......... sit down ........... observe:
The rate race - cars and people
zooming past, hurry hurry.
Time is ticking, time is money,
faster, harder, scurry, scurry.

Breathe .......... smile ............ observe:
A futile existence - rushing
up and down, meet deadlines.
Hours running on caffeine
toward success, make headlines!

Lie down ........... eyes closed .......... think:
Who? How? Where? What?
What Time? How many? Three .... two?
How to get there? What to take with?
Stop! ............... Who are you?
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Losing myself in a song
on canvas
the notes flowing through
my fingertips
Colours flooding my
vibrating soul
spilling through my body
soaring on
a cascading melody.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
You brush past, I can feel your intense
sorrow, the hurt you bury deep inside.
You may have shut your heart from
the world, but you can't continue to hide.
I see you, I sense you, feel your desire
to break down and just be human again.
Yet you've convinced yourself that you're
better off shutting out the world till the end.
You may think you're unlovable, incapable of
ever feeling like you belong anywhere, alone. . .
I see you, I know you, more than you'll
ever understand, I am your longing soul.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
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