"Lonely"
The word sits there,
Mocking me.
How can I protest and say I am not, when
Your heartbeat is the Only thing I want to hear
And your sweet, soft, heady scent is all I want to breathe

I'd choose your arms over a bed any day.

Too bad I'm stuck with what I have.

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Dust motes float through the air,
Brilliantly illuminated by the setting sun

The light makes the leaves glow,
Turning them a golden green color

The wind pushes my canoe,
Bringing me where it pleases

Towards foreign shores we drift,
Happily and quietly,
With the peaceful sun and gentle air.

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The gradient of the sky, it
Makes my heart ache
Just the teeniest bit

White to blue.
Pure to sad.
Purely sad.

Too many of us are.

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In the early morning sun,
With cigarette smoke falling from my lips,
I wish you were here.

And I know you wouldn't approve of what goes on here,
But I wish you were here.

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