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sometimes I feel my words falling off me one by one and I cannot catch them and I can only watch them

like that rainfall that
   cannot be stopped
        over the roof of my apartment

and I get lost in
   the growing absence of you
        it consumes me

I keep
   reaching out my hands
       only to see fingers hanging in the air

                     you've never held them

I wish I could dream up the warmth of skin
   but my imagination has its limits
       I feel helpless in my crippled poetry

you are already forgetting me
    and I, not sure what to do with my dying love for you,
        get up around 3 a.m.
                                                 and make myself
              a cup of hot milk

          there is no tomorrow
  only here, this warm whiteness,
                 sip by sip

              the night drips
       out of my eye sockets
      contaminating my milk
 Sep 2010 Desmond Desjarlais
KAT
I just coughed up a butterfly.
Oh and here comes another smile.
Look down before contact is made.
A tiny giggle slips
Meeting with those eyes again
Blush
my cheeks match my lips
I seen you looking
look away
Brush the hair off my shoulder
Exposed
Open smile with nothing to say
Breathe deep
breaths are shallow
I know it is snowing
But I swear I am melting
If you know you are doing this
How can you do it with a genuine sparkle?
That smile you do with those eyes
Oh I am mesmerized
Can you hear the call of splendid change ringing in the air
The voice of fate resounding in a roar
You can call the sound you hear coincidence if you like
I believe that fortune is knocking at your door

You have spent your life preparing for a beautiful dream
To be painted in your heart like a rainbow
This promise is ringing in the air, resounding like thunder
Will you hear the call of your dream, or let it go

Within your heart lies the courage of the fiercest lion
Enfolded in your strength of compassion
This you have built in a lifetime of steady preparation
To follow your dreams and your passions

Look upwards into the heavens at the clearest sky
See the rainbow you know your heart is due
Good fortune is knocking with the brightest sunshine
Fate has painted that rainbow for you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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