Behind these metaphors
I want you literally

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*Love is a story that's
one chapter short
of a book that
you can't
read.

~

I float this night
on gentle seas
of star dust truth
and ocean breeze

As rhythmic waves
like lullabies
send whispers soft
neath moonlit skies

Reflections shine
of shimmered view
in swirling shapes
on waters blue

I feel at peace
such beauty seen
as if I’ve stepped
into a dream

Yet my heart sits
a distant shore
for on this night
*I love you more

I’d sleep better
if your chest
was my pillow
and you were
here to hold me.

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4 AM

the sky
dappled and wet
like a dark horse rode hard

spread branches of trees
dead black like bone and veins
etched in relief on its withers

stars like sparks flying
from its hooves

the moon a bullet hole
in its flanks
rendered in

photograpic
reverse


soulsurvivor
(C) 7/6/2015