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 Jun 2016 kaycog
Keva Minus
I met love one summer that felt like spring.
When honey was sweet and all the honey bees lurked.
The butterflies would flutter and the birds would sing.
What were the odds of a love that could have worked?
I loved him that summer, a subtle love it was.
We blew like the breeze going our separate ways.
Like the wind summer was gone, just because…
The years went by, there remained the summer days.
I went through the years falling in lust.
Oblivious, Love was left in the summer breeze.
My heart was left in the rain to rust.
The rain rusted my heart with ease.
Broken like the wings of a dove.
Like a slaughtered sheep, I was thrown aside.
I never knew you, I never knew love.
Until I fell by the shore and was swept by the tide.
I was swept in your arms, you swept me away.
I fell back to the summer I always knew.
This summer love was here to stay.
Somehow I have always loved you.
The rust melted off my broken heart like butter.
You mended my heart with gentle fingertips.
I felt the breeze and loves sweet mutter.
Summer is here, sweet honey drips.
I met love one summer, and left it behind.
How could I search for love elsewhere?
I searched for love, and still I did not find.
Love was waiting for me in the summer air.
He always loved me, and he loves me still.
God created a love that I could not imagine.
I give you all of me, I love you until.
Until I die in the summer garden.

                            ~~~♥~~~
A poem I wrote a while back. This remains close to my heart always.

By: Keva Minus ©
 Jun 2016 kaycog
Raven
Two hands under my legs, pressed against the seat cushion.
They’re red
like angry faces seeing lies all around them.
I hide what makes me tick inside clenched fists.
Black and blue on your
lips-tick, smeared on the wall from
whispering secrets through drill holes
quivering from rage
at the sight of grinding teeth
ready to bite the truth.
 Jun 2016 kaycog
Guy Furniture
Rain falls quietly

The piano fades away

It's my kind of day
 Jun 2016 kaycog
Nur Almaz
They say it's not a "goodbye" but a "see you later",
Because a "goodbye" is to bid farewell,
But a "see you later" means you will see each other sooner.

I have no problems with a "goodbye",
Because I see them for a chance for me to go on new adventures.
I also don't have a problem with a "see you later",
Because I see them as a chance for us to talk and catch up and have a little chatter.

But I don't like it when people say things when they don't mean,
Make promises they can't keep,
Build relationships they can't hold,
And share secrets they can't keep it to their own.

I guess that's why we don't say "hi" or "hello",
Or "goodbye" or "see you soon",
We say Assalamualaikum,
Peace be upon you,
And reply with a Waalaikumussalam,
And peace be upon you too.

We don't bid farewell,
We don't make plans to see,
We just pray for peace upon each other's lives,
And hope that our paths will meet.
 Jun 2016 kaycog
R M
Ruins
 Jun 2016 kaycog
R M
walk inside this body
find the places where
I am most damaged, shattered
love me, cherish me there
and let me forgive this body
for abandoning itself
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