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Don't even, think, giving up,
we are all here for living up !
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
em
g.s.
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
em
you were in my dream last night
and i woke up
and everything we did meant nothing
i still think about you
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Deanna
Words
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Deanna
Its funny how i write
All these words
But when i
Talk to
you i
Have
None
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
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My soul is flying
I am an adrenaline ******
High on the excitement
Of being alive
I am in love
With this wild ride
Called living
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Chris
Before spring emerged from winter's remorse
My heart had long suffered from it's previous course

I'd gone to the river of vanity's charm
and drank from the waters ignoring the harm

The poisonous wrath enveloped my soul
My reckless abandon had taken its toll

I lived as a man with no self esteem
The waters raged on as I drifted downstream

The day we crossed paths you reached for my hand
I couldn't resist what fortune had planned

I saw in your eyes who I needed to be
Baptized by your love I was finally free

Our seasons of bliss have opened my heart
Your sun shines on its pedals spreading apart

In building our garden we both shall partake
We're living in eden without any snake
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Chris
To think of the countless hours we spent in intimate conversation

The times when I heard you giddy with excitement
The times where sadness leaked out from behind your words

Your voice could feel like a warm blanket on a cold night
as well as it could feel like a dead winter's breeze

We laughed, we cried, and we sang in the car
When we made love your moans would dance through the air

But now when I think of your voice
I can't hear you anymore
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Star BG
LIFE
 Jun 2019 David Mikosz
Star BG
Human life is like a book...
The middle being birth.
The end death.
And the middle
a souls adventure of expansion.

Human life is like a book.
A grand story
unwinding with feelings as words
and moments as footmarks.

Once concluded it’s bond
in spirits core memory
to take one then
to a new book-cover of spirit.
A new beginning of
chapters where a sequel begins
with a beginning, middle, and end.
First poem of the day.
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