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Kim E Williams Aug 2014
The din resonates
Countless voices frantically
Proclaim facades and personas

Below the cascade
Simplistic souls stand
Wall flowers in waiting

Perhaps a voice will ask
Shall we dance?
can we find a commonality in the din of our behavior?
as the tide rushes outward
its foam signature remains
on the infinite shoreline
like our memories
Kim E Williams Aug 2014
Time and familiarity
Stirred us gently
Into one
Now without you
I ponder
How does one remove
The cream from the coffee?
It hurts when they go
Place your hand upon my chest.
It reminds me how it feels when it's mended.
Then use it to cradle your head while you rest.
The worst of it, like the day, has ended.
Kim E Williams Aug 2014
Clinging to gnarled branches
Timeless observer of time's
Passing
You sway through breezes and revolutions
Directing humanity's passage
Orchestrating

There our prayers and air feed you
A hint of sea salt to spice your tasting
Of our adventures and chaos
You, drape and linger
Delicate as a lover's kiss

With nothing but a wisp holding you
To lofty vantages
Observing us, coy and frantic
Your slight presence fans our dreams
While winter winds stirs embers and lovers stroll
there is nothing like a moment among ancient oaks and Spanish moss... in the coastal South
Kim E Williams Aug 2014
I want to write
About you
Your laughter, maniacal antics, wit
Witticism, whimsy
The way you made me think deep
Through the belly rolling, stomach cramping “please stop”
But not really…so much fun laughter…sent
To ponder the silliness of my existence
The absurdity of my serious self
Your fantastical smile and that particular sadness
In your eyes just beyond reach, casting a spell of
Connectivity
Humanity

I want to write about
The innumerable truths you spoke
Written in lines, given to you…owned by you
Known through you
“Words and ideas can change the world”
My world…
Why not your world?
**** it.

I want to write about you
But
I
Can’t…it hurts too much
Robin…
It hurts too much.
**** addiction, **** depression, **** it
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