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Chris Aug 2017
Will you tell me what it's like
up there in the sky?
I want to know where
the angels learn how to fly.

I promised you I wouldn't cry
because you said it'd be alright.
but I let one slip away
in the cover of the night.

I want your voice again.
Please.. just once more?
Give me a sign
So I can stop being sore.

Why am I so selfish
that I want you to stay here?
God needs a drummer too
But it's just.. that you were so near.

I wish I could have fixed you
and made your pain leave
but I cried and blamed myself
forgetting how to believe.

But I don't want you to cry for me
I want you happy up there.
And when it's my turn to join you
save me a song for us to share.
An old memoriam poem for a friend that passed much too quickly. Still thinking of you Zalman, almost 10 years later.
Chris Aug 2017
If only you knew darling,
How you made the flowers bloom
In the midst of
What seemed to be
An unending summer.
Chris Aug 2017
Remember when
The moon caught the sun's attention
For a little longer than a passing by
That the sky grew dim
And the day was filled with
A starry sky?
Such a shame
To be blinded by the sun
That when the moon caught your eye
In its moment in the spotlight
You had no vision
Left to see
How she looked
So radiantly at you
Hoping you'd finally see her
But your head was turned
Eyes closed
So she simply found another
Who adored her even in the
Night.

— The End —