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 Nov 2014
SG Holter
I have so much left of
myself to see.
I hope you would like to go
find it with me.

I have so much growing
I know I must do.
I'm hoping you'd like me
to grow it with you.
 Nov 2014
Sarah Spang
Halfway through the journey
Winter came to stay
The ones I met along my path
Chased the cold away

Memories of twisting
Beneath the starry sky
Kept the wind from swirling in
And pulled my spirits high.

Once I was a singer,
Though po-ems tinged my dreams.
The journey saw an end to that
And waking- raced from me.

Shattering and scattered
Like stars across the skies
Out of reach and far away;
I wished on while I tried.

I never really minded though
Or mourned the goals I lost
For losing each and everything
Was freedom's exact cost.

Explaining this to others
Was pointless to me though
For how can others understand
The open road's my home?
 Aug 2014
Jo
We are trapped,
only able to see love,
imagine love.
our senses constricted.
I cannot see you,
only your image,
distorted by the miles between us.
I cannot hear you,
only the deceiving voice pretending to be yours.
and worst of all,
I cannot touch you,
only the screens that separate us,
thin layers to cover up the distance between us.
 Jul 2014
Kristen
You know, I’ve always liked you…
Wanted to see you through and through
There’s something beautiful about me and you
There’s always been meaning
To what you have to say.

There’s not a long long time for me to show my face
You’ve been so helpful in showing me such grace
Nothing in this world compares to you and me
We’re prob’ly soul mates,
But in the wrong time and place.

Hours and hours I’d lie betwixt your arms
Wrapped all around you like we’d last till the end
I know it’s crazy to pretend that I could just be free
Free from all the pressure. Free to love you most
In my next life I’d like to have you

Yes, if only for a day.
This time we’ll both wait.
It could be us two together.
We’ll live it out
Open, in love, and free.

Yes, please next time…
Just you and me.
 Jul 2014
Mr X
Its strange when we belong to someone
And yet are far....far away.

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