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Sun flowers in full bloom are what he sees in place of her eager eyes,
at the very moment, he transforms; another Van Gogh in creative frenzy.
Her eyes are alive, from them  swarms of crazy bees fly seeking him
her each desirous glance, goes straight to his heart, sting again and again,
hapless he becomes, as the sweet pain in his heart grows more and more,
revealing true colors, the lovely CARDIAC NURSE takes charge of him.
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Whisper to the winds
Breathe words in it
Enthuse the moment
Before it takes off
Through the winding path
Mountains, seas, woods
Valleys and deserts
Message will travel far
Beyond your vision
You will be heard
Your words shall speak
Stories of your heart
Beyond the realm
Your world is infinite
You words shall travel
With the wind
You know me well
My name, my sense of humor (or rather lack of it)
you know my stories,
you know my smile
you knew my favorite book
my favorite color
and you were my favorite best friend
...until you weren't.
And now, you act as if
you don't know me at all...

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 Nov 2014 Carla Michelle
marina
it seems like time is tearing us
apart

i am reaching out to you from a
different dimension, from ten years from
now, or two years ago
and i look like nothing but a ghost

be quiet, and maybe
you will
hear me
 Nov 2014 Carla Michelle
KA
When I hold her hand time stops.
 Nov 2014 Carla Michelle
ryn
Give me a minute
To read the stars
Lamenting in their stories
Their laboured twinkling far and sparse

Give me this moment
To stumble and swoon
My branches reaching for
The faraway moon

Give me a while
To be one with the universe
Hear the colliding planets
As they spill their mournful verse

Give me some time
To plot my rightful place
Within my uncharted galaxy
And collapsing space...
 Nov 2014 Carla Michelle
abby
I do love life.
I believe there are so many beautiful things out there.
Like dust in the sunlight,
wildflowers by the sidewalk
or that boy with the dark hair on the train, yesterday.
Children laughing,
people holding doors for others,
saturday mornings.
Life is beautiful.
I just wish
that I
was one of those beautiful things.
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