days like these are nearing the end of the
candy in the jar don't spill it make it fall to
the floor as cold and still as the clouds
casting shadows on the earth like
curtains wrinkled above your bed
that day we laughed at everything
colors as bright as the yesterdays of us
needing prospect for the colors of tomorrow
the curtains will be drawn soon
let the sun dance on the floor where the
candy should never have fallen
could never have fallen if yesterday
had never ended to turn to today
dusty blues and pasty yellows are
everywhere but I remember the
***** greens and static reds of yesterday
and I'm trying to imagine the
radiant oranges and light pinks of tomorrow
don't draw the curtains, let the sun dance

i stay awake at night
whispering my secrets to the stars
and waiting for the sky to reply

usually
***** puts me on hold
but some nights
     she'll pick up the line

and answer my pleas
with her thunderous laughter

When speaking
Feels as free as
Dancing
Running
Screaming
I know that I've been quiet
For far too long.

the grace of my heart
lies in the palms
of your hands
broken,scarred
and calloused
as they may be
it is in this thought
i know complete serenity.
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