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 Oct 2014 Liliana Jaworska
Annie
A love letter to you,
within the letter you will see
I am letting you go,
saying goodbye,
Perhaps it  is not a love letter
but I do love you
and I am saying goodbye.
Into the darkness I walk.
Hand and hand with the unfathomable flock.
Leaving footsteps as I stalk the docks.
Hands in pockets, filled with rocks.
I begin my journey with locks on my ankles.
Breathing in, working against the clock.
I hear my heart squawking like a trapped hawk.
Inside my head, listening to the knocks.
My lungs fill, balking within my plummet into the darkness.

For once, I fear no rejection.
In the darkness there is no direction.
Only the natural selection.
The perfect connection.

The correction of my death in deepest, blackest of waters.
I was feeling morbid. Can you tell? O.o
I am going to build a storm inside of me.
Casual brush of friction wrought felsh
Causing metallic sparks of the rusty kind.*

Red cups.
Shuffling feet.
Dry tear ducts.
Unnecessary screaming.

It's only midnight.
It's only one.
It's only four.
The party's not done.

Take a shot.
Take a bow.
Keep your thoughts inside
Let the ***** out.
Not in the street.
How much did you drink?
What the **** is all over your shirt?

Go home.
Rest up.
Let's do this again real soon.
Now help me clean up this ******* mess.
Like electricity through a power line
Creative juices are flowing, full speed
& of course that's fine
It's all I really need
....Without it I'd probably be ruthless & mean
That I can't even imagine
Since it's never been seen
Compassion is just my normal routine
Hmmm what to make, what to make
Ideas are just an endless list
Choose one...HAHAHA you know how long that will take!?!
All too great too resist
Here's to another inspiring day
& all the many, many, many more
You're STUCK with me this way
The sky ISN'T the limit but in it I will soar!!
 Oct 2014 Liliana Jaworska
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the horrible truth
i'm free, but i never am,
the shackles tied tightly
terrible haiku
Depending on you.
The baby slid into the world.
Time's creeping on.
See love developing.
Like a film kept in the dark awaiting exposure to light.
And so a picture develops.
Is it really love or just dependency.
The child to the momma.
It's really love.
A perfect condition.
The elements of the future.
Look at the innocence in the child's eyes.
You gave him your love.
He stole your heart.
It's for keeping.
(C) Livvi
It looked like a layer of dust sprawled itself outside
Through the window
Life was hushed, lights were blurred and loud silence settled itself within the sidewalk cracks
Breathing,
In out,
Slowly exhale,
Close your eyes as you breathe the sweet smell,
Of him pressed against your chest.

Holding,
Closer,
Tighter,
Arms wrapped around his waist,
You feel safe, secure and happy again,
Knowing he's there can end the pain.

Listening,
Hearing sound,
Slow and comforting,
His words lapping over your body to nourish your soul,
Talking of your life together,
Growing old.

Hoping,
Breathing in his scent,
Feeling his presence,
Heart beating fast with recognition as you scan his face,
Eyes flicking over a familiar place.

Smiling,
Teeth bright and showing,
Happiness growing,
Inside your heart and head,
Knowing he wont desert you,
Wont leave you for dead,
Like the rest.

Loving,
Love in your eyes,
Love in his,
Allowing your soul to be released to him,
The lights are dim,
Passion is flowing,
Love for each other inside of you growing.

Death,
Silent,
Peaceful,
Not alone you are together,
Hearts as one, always, forever,
A love so strong, death defying,
No more hurt, no more crying.

Eternal,
Life you have been given,
Souls by love and happiness driven,
Hold his hand,
Sour through the sky,
Here,
Our love,
It will never die.

Copyright© 2014 Jasmine Bryony Holmes
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