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Olivia V Jun 2022
It is not because I cannot have you,
that I still want you.

But rather, it is because I still want you,
but cannot have you,
that causes me such pain.
Olivia V Apr 2021
If I consider each day, as a moment in time,
and each moment part of a continuum,
then the fear of time and its passing,
has no hold on me.
For it becomes akin to my breath.
each second flows on from the one,
the many, the countless,
that came before this one.
I am swept up in how gentle
a passing life can be.
So long as I do not try,
to hold onto time
too tightly.
  Mar 2021 Olivia V

there is a subtle beauty in madness.
an eery wonder within sadness.
like the musicians of the titanic
their final lullabies
dancing through the air
amid the screams and the panic
a moment of beauty
an expectance of fate
a beautiful surrender
as they perished beneath the waves

Olivia V Jan 2021
there is forgiveness in the mornings,
before the daylight breaks,
before the shadows - grays and blues -
are lightly kissed awake.

there is forgiveness in the mornings,
within my heart and mind,
which still so gently clasp at sleep,
my thoughts still undefined.

there is forgiveness in the mornings,
when all is still and right,
for those of us who'd found no peace,
and had pleaded with the night.
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