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We are not killing time
You see
Time is killing us
The clock goes steady
While we collect dust
The hands tic by
Yet Time lingers on
Our lives measured by seconds
Since time has begun
 Mar 2015 Emily Jones
Diane
What if
we fell unto
each other's
arms?
Showed you the
2x2 picture
of yours
still at the folds of my wallet?

What if I chose your favorite
Ice cream flavor
everyday
at the Ice cream shop
We once went to?

What if I chose
your favorite
pizza parlor,
hugged you even more,
and told you
"You'll love what I have for you."

What if I
kissed harder
and told you what I feel?

What if I
held you closer
caressed your beautiful face
and marveled at your
magnificent eyes?

What if I
told you
Right now
everything I want
you to know?

And what if
I did everything
I wanted to do,
and let you
feel
and
know
How much
**I love you?
 Mar 2015 Emily Jones
Shaded Lamp
Remember the time when
the keyboard was a pen
Eggs came from the chicken
that fed the fox in the den

Remember how and why
you would freely cry
the sight of blood and plume
torn breast and thigh

Remember that red sketch
no more eggs to fetch
just this hideous picture
that made mamma wretch

Remember the time when
paint, pencil and pen
screamed out all your words
at the sly foxes den.
 Mar 2015 Emily Jones
Katie Ann
I don't know what to do,
with the things life has given me.
Maybes,
Changes,
And too many "ifs".

I don't know if anybody will ever stay.

Where are you going,
And,
Can I come with you?
 Mar 2015 Emily Jones
Kelly Rose
Her's was a quiet love
filled with love letters
moonlight
and roses
His was a fiery love
filled with danger
rough kisses
and a certain violence
He gave her
the warmth she craved
through his fiery passion
without singe
She gave him
a cooling calm
soothing his ravaged soul
with her gentle breeze
Unlikely pair?
Most definitely...
But what a balance
they achieved
He was her fire
She, his cooling breeze*

krs
3/26/2015
 Mar 2015 Emily Jones
ejrmaguire
How do we continue this separated love affair?
the days go by...
week by week...
Month by month...
its been almost two years since we met on the side of the road...

We used to talk all the time incessantly....
Now we don't talk at all...
I cannot reach you...
If something happened to you... I would never know
I find it interesting the way that we are...
The way we exist..
The way we still love...

How can we be so separate yet come together so flawlessly?
How do you make me feel so beautiful?
the sound of your name makes my legs weak...

E.J.M.
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