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 Nov 2015 g clair
Edward Coles
Am I the one you think about
when the skies open
and you expect a storm to take you?
Am I the one you think about
when sheets turn angry
in the sleepless heat of the night?

This partial solidity,
this gulf of an ocean;
words recited by heavy eyes,
the palm reader's devotion.

Am I the one you think about
when elephants drown in the salt-marsh fields
and tears sting your eyes?
Am I the one you think about
when you apply your eyeliner
and mourn your reflection?

This endless question,
this echo of no movement;
lipstick on your glass will bloom,
my sickly, time-lapse delusion.

Am I the one you think about
when the tanks move in
and you go to war with yourself?
Am I the one you think about
when the skies open
to miles of dust and distance?
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 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
I ve love you from the start but keep it all inside
Maybe to shy to admit and to shy to tell you
I m scared that you can fall inlove in a short period of time but It takes a life time to move on but I am will to give it up all to you
My mom tell me that drugs are addicting
but not the eyes and smile of a girl
that s why you give me cure to my loneliness
They said that you love rain and so I did love it too
and when it rains it s you I remember
hoping you ll remember me
 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
Soul
 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
You touch me
without using
your hands
souls
 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
I fell hard
and hurt
myself
fall out of love
 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
Dream
 Nov 2015 g clair
johnangelo
I would sleep with
you in my dreams
rather than awake
without you in my life
Each second a gift , every minute we lie in jeopardy , indebted to the physical forces which spawned our very existence ! In denial , through meditation and belief in greater entities we falsely claim the surety of life in perpetuity ! Whom begat the gods ? Thy sanity at risk of foreclosure , at deaths residence what lies behind her door ?
Copyright November 2 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
A season of hope ! Brown , curious , engaging eyes that sparkled now fatigued ! A curt , weathered reflection . Gun metal gray skies encircle my shop window image , sunbeams reflect amidst the city sidewalks ! A boisterous romantic , religiously travelled , graciously relegated to the comfort of familiar streets ! Times mechanism , Hades cheated with each tick , a conundrum cloaked in temerity courtesy of advanced years !
Copyright November 3 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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