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 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
The moon woke up the sun and told her his night was done.
The sun she said to her love, rest now my love your weary head.
All day she shone her very best and all the world loved her there.
Then as the night began to fall she gave the sunset her very all.
The moon he woke in such delight, and looked upon her all the night.
As she slept her light it shone, reflecting off her love the moon.
Night after night after night.
For my daughter. Was a little bit of magic explaining the world
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
On leaving the supermarket my daughter held hand tightly and began to  chat about Santa as she had seen a man in a beard. She said I dressed as him and I pretended to be him when she was little.  
We laughed as I protested it couldn't be me I don't have any reindeer or boots and she shouted "Yes you did".
So who ate the mince pies?
Who left the snowy footprints?
See it was Santa!!
I heard a womans laughter.. then I knew you had been listening.
You smiled at my daughter as you got into your car and she said he is Santa!!
That was the moment you simply looked straight at me, smiled eyes wide and it was over.
You drove away.
A fleeting glance that lasted for micro second but defined me as a father.
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
The clock stopped.
It didn't wind down or grind to a halt, it simply stopped.
The ticking could be heard by others,
But not by you.
You were simply transfixed by the notion
Her legs crossed, her foot gently playing. Red toenails beneath nylon, her scarlet lips.
You would follow her to hell and back.
Every word spoken a half lie, and yet you, you only heard truth.
Reeled in like a marlin from the ocean, yet to her flotsam on the sargosa sea
Used for a night and alive like never before.
Then at dawn discarded.
To her a play thing like so many others.
To you?
A cruel and unusual punishment.
A short flash type story.
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
My ship is safe in harbour but that's not what it's for.
I never journey from there and see what's out in the world.
I sail around the harbour and see all there is to see.
What stops me going further is fear inside of me.
Fear of an open ocean and the storms that rage out there.
All I need is a pilot to steer me on my course.
So sail your ships around me and protect me out at sea.
Then join me in my harbour and safely berth with me.
Nick Cave inspired.
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
Tousled hair,  bare footed, wind in her face and sand between toes she runs to the water, doesn't notice it's cold.
Screams with delight as she splashes the waves, clothes drenched not a care.
Castles built and moats filled, then a photo shoot with a massive grin
These are the days I can never forget, a photo to cherish for ever more.
The day we went to the shore.
For my daughter
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
Once upon a yesterday all the trees stood still.
No wind blew between their leaves only silence filled the air.  
No birds sang, no grass grew, on here or the otherside.
It was simply green and motionless, as though frozen in time.
Clocks stopped, no traffics roar, no planes flew overhead.
It was as if time itself had left the earth as well.
There was a sound he strained to hear, was it one or two?
The sound of their beating hearts as her eyes looked at you.
For in that moment time stood still and all around them wained.
The world they had come to know was fading away.
No longer could they live as they had done before.
For once upon a yesterday had now become today, all their thoughts and dreams had gone, as they had now met.
Yesterday now gone, today is at its close and all we yearn is tomorrow, will it be mine and yours?
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
I want to be locked in a closet next to you and feel your breath on my cheek.
I want you to wake and look for me and know today will be okay.
When you look at a view, turn to share it with me.
Tell me all you have to say, then fall asleep with me each day.
Look at your phone and laugh out loud, when you read the nonsense that I've sent.
Pinch my *** as I walk past, declaring it yours and making it known that other women can find their own.
Fall asleep and dream away for you I can wait another day.
Something and nothing.
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
I
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
I
I can't love.
I can write of it.
I imagine it.
I dream of it.
I cannot do it.
It wasn't taken
It did not leave
I expelled it
I did it myself
I
alone
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
I have seen love
I have felt its tremulous
I have lost love
I have felt its void
I have yearned for love
I have known its command
I have envied love
I have been left cold
I have needed love
I have been left wanting
I have no love
I walked away
I alone
 Jan 2015 GAOnUMind
Micheal Wolf
A second in the arms of a lover can last minutes
Days become weeks when not together
A lifetime can be a millennia
Without them an eternity
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