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john p green Apr 2016
Wind raised eyebrows stop the tick-tock.
Countless creases will mock all talk.
Shoes to dry by spit-run aspersion.
Walking rainbows forget now to rise.
Chancing pavement before it dries.
Old closed sign comforts finish line.
A taste of dull scissors dipped in brine.
john p green Apr 2016
Never...
Knew your surprise
For me.

Never...
Thought it would be
All that.

Never...
Even realized
You see.

Never...
Saw your need
To escape.

Never...
A desire to run
From me.

Never...
Till you decided
To liberate.
*a little revision*
john p green Apr 2016
Didn't sleep again and I'm not referring to the meandering standings between One and the Nothing.

Can't feel that pain anymore since my head decided to bash into a wall making a numbsickle out of my frontal corridor.

Reality decided to sneak a peek using one handed greased quick release dropping shock haunting timepieces at my door.

Now down for the wide surge forging realization through pores reinvented from ancestral necessity making us One all encompassing.
john p green Apr 2016
Tis funny...
Huh! Life deludes us all
At times...
A grand scheme?
Or merely the workings of master pranksters.
Fiddling their thumbs in pure excitement.
As the befuddled gaze.
Knowing not the illusion.
Of what we simply call...
Change.
john p green Apr 2016
Aloud I praise that moment when we shout Out!
Hey I know you and you know why!
Let's fancy a stroll or simply be simple.
Hugs are amazing just like love making.
Ill manners and farting not so well.
And if you decipher them my love goes to you.
john p green Apr 2016
Dancing blindly tiptoeing through the luminescent moonlight
With Starcatchers eyes your bewilderment ensues
Flutters and skakes awaken your senses
Smells of florals and pine tickle your nose
Your feet crunch upon deadening leaves
And suddenly you feel that sweet calming whisper
Nature beacons you back into that tiny stream
As your toes bask in true purity
It's only you and your sublime happiness
What else do you need
Collaboration with my dear friend Syreeta.
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