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 Feb 2012 Conor
Hal Loyd Denton
Secrets Revealed by the Rain

The girl of special quality and beauty set looking out through her rain stained window he was passing by
So he snapped her picture it created a moist foggy connection to the world that is seldom seen

Aloneness reached through the glass a tinged soft sorrow ran greater than the edge of the picture eyes
Were fixed with longing but what only the soul could address that question maybe in miles or in days

That ran back to lost love or maybe it was searching through hope to find a bright future where the man
Of Her dreams was walking in her direction maybe she could see through the rain and it allowed her to

Make a decision that she had wrestled with for many days and on a steamy streaming window she
Found power to release her emotions let spread and dissolve into a different form that would be her

Guide out of limitations a quiet note the perfect cord that underscored what she was leaning toward
Before her world was to cut and dry now with the assistance of a window pane and the beautiful falling

Rain she could ***** in a great arching that encompassed great and small natural points that speak in
Their essential language from what they are and how they relate to one another in the grander scale

Moments of fluid motion instilled in her the gift of wondering and from branches to soft tuffs of grass
To the glory that is all around in the sky and on this sacred land to her was described truth that pierced

The maze of confusion that to her were a fault and an intrusion that is only bridged over water if it is
Only As deep as glass in a simple window but it truly can refigure the world and give right assessment to

To problems that hold you in a tangle of predicaments and it is so funny how they loosen when you
Spread your vision through the width and height of a rainy day window and through a connected

Unseen desire but one that is deeply felt you touch the unseen and wisdom comes on **** frost and
Writes to you a secret message for your eyes only that in detail clears all the doubt and confusion away

And leaves you beaming out on a changed world not unlike yourself that has been changed also and it
All Occurred through the most pleasant frosted glass
 Feb 2012 Conor
Odi
He said you had the eyes of an insomniac
And hands that shake like they're looking for some unfathomable answer
                                                
                                                                                                            Searching, restless, uneasy.
You make no eye contact because no one looks back quite the same
Their eyes are like your hands
                                                                               Restless, searching

There is chaos in your sleep so you get no rest
                                                                                    Headaches and pills
And you have people you would die for
And you would die if they did
You have parents who would die for you
But you would die anyway
                                     For nothing
                                     For anyone
Any excuse to leave
He said you have the eyes of a haunted angel
                                                            Such emotion made you uncomfortable
You said it wasn't anything makeup couldn't fix
He said
"Take that mask off."

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