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We said...
we'd stay together
forever till the end
the end came rather quickly
before we even had a chance

We said...
we were meant for each other
and that we would always stay
that was the last thing that we said
before we both walked away

We said...
that what we had
was written in the stars
but I no longer know you, you no longer know me
we no longer know who we are

I guess what all we said
in a way now has come true
as we both turned to leave, you said goodbye to me
as I said goodbye to you
You say you love me and you say its true! I say it back, "I love you too". Do you mean it from your heart? Or if at all did you begin to start? Am I thought about as much as you say? Morning till night of every day. When your away from me I lose my mind, What matters most gets put behind. I go my limits just for you. Your always before my most important few. I cant be there only when you say! I want to be with you to share upcoming days. Name calling and put downs hurt more than you know, As hard as it is I try not to show. I know I mess up a lot, and apologize soon after. Even on your worst days I try to get laughter. Never with you do I want to fight, I'll say my sorries and try to make things right. Respect me as I do you, For a relationship to work it takes two.
Great poem
Hands that hold to speak
quiver in this moonlight
awaiting slipping moments peak
to cry to the heart
Trembling its darkened dawns
dusting away at the pieces
of myself that have been
left to the wind.

Emptied caskets
fill the spaces of
energetic flesh
on my breast
Gashed and still
in this wippity whimperous moment.
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me when I make silent calls between two worlds,
Do you hear my voice calling to you?
Then gapes a girl curious to explore the world
"I think I hear you" she says,
all the while raising an ear to snippits.

I,
I just want to love you so, so deeply
I want to cleanse you
I want to make you shine with a radience like sunlight
liquid dancing flickers on flowing river songs
creek beds of bliss
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you, you , you, you, you hear me?
I´m pleading to that smile
hidden by mental chitter chatter
hop off the train, empty off your platter
of burdenous fruits
release all of that matter

Do you hear me?

Hey darling, moon belly seastar
dancer
I see you
I love you
I am you
Do you hear my long echoing cries for freedom?
Do you hear my gentle sighs,
gateways to divine skies
Do you hear me?
A drop of arms
A rising breath
an emptied teth
"I hear you¨" she says,
"I hear you, I hear you, I hear you!!"
her voice roars on
"I hear you, I am you"
Wild ravonous wails
I hear your nightingale calls,
I hear the ups and downs as heartbeat falls,
I hear rambling nectar
rollin smoothly off our soul
I hear a lovebirds
sonnet roll
Oh mother, oh Great on in Me in You in We,
I hear you, I hear you, I hear you,
I hear you

and I´m ready to listen.
A sprinkling of ice sugar across the moor tops
A gentle reminder, that winters fingers still grip
Despite the buds, bursting through warming sods
Waking greenery deepening, life forging ahead
The day slightly longer, than yesterday,
Warmth in a higher sun, gaining strength
Sky less matt grey, a brighter hue of blue
Urgent bird’s darting, dancing movements
Marking territory with a sweeter song
This the first day of spring
Written, after looking at the snow on the distant hills, and contemplating the first daffodil in the garden.
To A STRANGER

by: Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

ASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
love this poem, and no one posted it and its not on the walt whitman page, so i decided to post it ^^"
THIS IS NOT MINE!!! THIS IS WALT WHITMAN'S!
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