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 Apr 2015 kjforce
CA Guilfoyle
It was shallow water, rippling
a watery moon quivering
on the surface seen
It was night fire
burning water into steam
gray smoke screened
It was willful drowning
upon a lily bed of lies
parched a wilted garden
slowly withers, dies
To all who stop by here to read this poem and to those who have left comments, I thank you for your every kindness.
XO
 Apr 2015 kjforce
Denisse
NEW BONDS
 Apr 2015 kjforce
Denisse
Two strange jump but collided in the same way
Months and years of for keeps
The memory of having each other
Seem like everything will be okay.

Intertwined destinies in the paths of ecstasy where regrets and tragedies have no place indefinitely
Tears in pairs in joy and sorrow
fears impaired in fogs of hollow despairs as loved is shared in the friendship declared

Crazy, silly, happy and all extreme feelings
Stepping together in the sane destined path from the universe
Oath of having each other's back
And their galaxies explode into a beautiful disaster
So here's another collab with Jamie King. It's really fun to have collabs. It's difficult but tha magic is two ideas cooperate with another then it results a very nice poem.
In my Minds eye



I wish to draw a painting of you



On a palette of mixed emotions



As bittersweet memories form brushstrokes,



And the canvas is transformed



Capturing my fascination of you.



I wish to compose a soulful melody for you



A rhapsodic piece of expression and harmony,



On the heartstrings held within.



With my heart as its rhythmic beat.



Capturing my feelings to my core.



I wish to sing a song for you



That would shame any songbirds serenade,



Resonating with darkness and light



Vibrating through the echoes of my blood.



But I can neither draw, write music or sing,



So my artistic expression sits in silence inside me,
 Apr 2015 kjforce
Jamie King
In the
jungle of affairs
cheaters run the fastest.
The wind is left flustered.
Dears turn to prey, their
tales are now marred by pain.
The starved and broken pick
away
The pieces of the heart that bleeds in vain,
breeding dismay.
Scarlet footprints on the road to heal again
broken Hearts and healing souls sometimes the healing souls are the heartbreakers
# double entendre # triple entendre

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