You hold upon your lips lines to poems I have been trying to finish for years.

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I woke up to
a lovebird’s lyrics
sung upon a dewdrop lawn

Touching so
her words did echo
sweet this effervescent dawn

Mesmerized
I listened closely
breezes through my window fell

To her sound
of sunrise blessings
captured swiftly by her spell

I sat down
at my piano
inspired by what I did hear

Found the key
a soft progression
it whispered sweetly in my ear

She filled my heart
with melodies
the feel of love in me did grow

Playing keys
of black and white
so beautiful the sound did flow

Upon my sill
she sang her sonnet
as my fingers played along

The two of us
in harmony
*with her wondrous morning song

Repeat after me:
I am a Queen, a divine Goddess
There has never, and will never
Be another me.
I have been blessed with
This particular struggle
As a lesson, as a guide.
Every freckle, every scar
Has been delicately crafted for me.
My thighs, carved by the hands of the Universe
My eyes are no less than the burning stars;
I am a work of art, a masterpiece.
Billions of years of careful planning
Have made me who I am.
My existence is entirely necessary,
It is important that I am here.
All is as intended, falling into place
At the perfect pace for me.
All that's left for me to do
Is enjoy this beautiful adventure.

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Darkness once again greets me
staring in through the windows
Morning still sleeps silently,
dreaming of the dawn
My coffee keeps me company
as I wait for my sunrise...

Not on the eastern horizon,
an orange glow shimmering
through the distant tree line,
but the one in my heart
that shines each day
when I hear from you again

You encompass me
you are up
you are down
you are the streetlight on the empty street
you are that stranger
you are that doorknob
you are that tree
you are that outlet
you are everywhere
you feed me

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It’s funny how a day can change
in the blink of an eye   :(

I was just sitting here
staring out of my office window
watching it rain and frowning
because it was so gloomy,
kind of down, ** hum
Paperwork was piling up on my desk
but I wasn’t much in the mood
to tackle it

Then I blinked and saw
I had just received an email from her
She wrote, “I stopped to daydream
about you for a moment today,
and it was so nice”

It’s funny how a day can change
in the blink of an eye  :)

You have a cycle:
-Light up
-Use
-Step all over
-Move on to the next
That's what you did to me...
And so many others.

The June night wears the moonlight scarf
perfuming it with the peony's presence
The gardenia's petals kiss its satin
The nasturtium's fingers lace its orange straps
The summer lust blows it away

You killed her.
You may not realize
what you've done.
You may not've killed
her physically, but emotionally
she's gone.