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 Mar 2017 Katy Rodway-Swanson 3
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Some nights I lie awake
dreaming of a woman
who could make me want
to want to live another day
another year or maybe
just an hour or two
until dawn wraps her warm
arms around me once again.
have you heard the wind
the trees rustle
the wings fly by
the sea roar
watched the mountain
and wonder
sink down
on your knees
knowing this is life
the end the beginning
we are no more
than a bird a mountain a tree a leaf
a wave crash on the shore
a shell
maybe a sunrise
or a moon on the horizon
but nothing more
the love i had for you
existed in deleted poetry
beautiful, but not for the world to see
because cruelty broke the reality
that, for a moment, led us by

and i wonder
if you still stay awake like how we used to
like i do now
hoping... that one day
i'll love you again
How can your hands
be so warm
when your blood
is so cold?
~~ There is something lonely about happiness. ~~
HER
She was amazing
But she was hiding
Beneath all the smiles
Are tears that were left unshed

Her voice as fine as the sirens'
Her eyes as bright as the stars'
Her laugh as nice as the angels'
Her smile as untrue as her words.

— The End —