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I remember that morning
Your sprawl next to me
Your face obscured by the pillows
Too many pillows to count
Scattered across that too big bed
While we occupied only the prime real estate
Center stage
Tracing a line
down your spine
Thinking
For this moment
This is mine
Suddenly over you roll
Your eyes intent and locked on me
We gravitate into each others' space
I could feel the magnetic pull
Arms twined
Legs vined
Torsos pulled so tightly together
That I swore
For a moment
We occupied the same sphere
I passed through you
You passed through me
I achingly loosened my hold
It felt as though each rib popped free
Taking you on your journey
Next to and far away from me
The things I know of you
     Deceit
     Disregard
     Disrespect
Your made up world
presented in a
pretty little package
pretended
     Charm
     Creativity
     Colors
Flamboyant like a male peacock
And now your soulful eyes
claiming to be
real and true
look into mine
no longer blind
     Soulless
     Stinging
     Singed
from the fumes
of your arson
As I stand in the ashes
accused  
although
all I did was
toss a dying ember
onto the ruins left behind
after all your fires
home

     heart

          hearth

               head
Surely there must be a way
To shake away the urgent
Emptiness
The missing being missed
Truly there must be a tool
To clear the thoughts
Hung like cobwebs in the
Rafters of my mind
Walking to write

To right the wrongs

Aching to be free from the
Mistakes
So many somebodies made

The moisture in the air
Ready to pop
To rain it's gentle wrath
As your reign over me
Explodes
Tightening its
Invisible grip
Of the
Doing of nothing

Writing to walk

To walk away
A cough in the reeds
Reminds me that I am
Ever and never
Alone
Although
Alone
Is what I
Am
When I cannot
See my adversaries
and
When I cannot
Touch my lover
or
Breathe
my love
Double entendre...the irony lost on all but 2
Yet again my radar malfunctioned.
Let me down.
Disappointed and reminded
That
Love
Of all things
Is apparently disposable
Like everything else
In this
World of waste
Ripping off Goyte and Kimbra....
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