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Liz Anne Oct 2012
Will you not?                                                                                  
Weigh my soul?                            
                                 As I have sought?
                                                                                           To cradle yours?
Liz Anne Oct 2012
Long since dawn I have longed only to love
                                                     --A fiery sun
Freedom came but ashen light would not fade
I've gone without taking the settled score
You are the fog I chose to keep at bay
Often have I seen; you find memory in him
Muted misery taking light to gracelessly bear
Enveloping me might not have led to waste
He's quieter now than you ever were
All the same I can't really say how
His is the mist of morn' run dry by the sun
In  his smallest uncurlings all of you drifts in
All except the promise of soft light
She doesn't see it; she's never seen you
I cannot warn her away when I too
                                                     --Sometimes
Dream of cool cloudy days
Liz Anne Oct 2012
She's seen the mountains become clouds~
~Without ever touching the skyline
In my mind bullets passing by~
~Never took time to consider my time of day
Miles mold desert winds into rain~
~Wildflowers dance in ashen waves
She can't see the stars or the chill in the air~
~But Luna's more of a stranger and
Bolder now than she's ever been~
~She hasn't a feather's courage she won't give
She seen to much, more than well enough~
~The moon is waning, the one you knew
You don't know the Luna rising without you~
Liz Anne Oct 2012
Forlorn finger traces
Leave a ***** line
Follow it up and down
Take it down the fast lane
Walk it killing time
I found the edge
Of red dirt lands
Where sea-glass peaks
And waterless towns
Call for calves to drink
Some say they draw
Lines thick in the sand
But I don't believe
Anyone could mean
To be on the same side
Of this well war-torn town
Dancing on and away
The curtains of my eyes
Drawn to darkened skies
Could it be that you left
One too many bended
Broken half-healed ties?
Liz Anne Oct 2012
You're not sure but she makes you think
She can't see you but from afar it’s a bit puzzling
When you haven't the chance and you almost believe
She'd rather be invisible for the sake of mystery
She'll draw you close with a glance, you don't yet sense
Her flighty fence at your approach she'll draw the gate
Time and time again until you begin to think
There's not much there behind her thoughtless wait
She'll show you everything from across the room
But her face is unpainted color in the nearness of ligh
When you finally turn, you'll finally learn, to look away
The smile you'll miss, the flicker of mischief in her eye
Is her greatest secret, the one that will pull in another
And all too soon he'll begin to think he's just as far
Liz Anne Oct 2012
Something about the way you said it to me
Made me forget all the little in-betweens
And every moment that you missed
You haven't seen the things I hear
I don't want to touch
When I can feel
I've got skin-like scales
I'll cut you with burnished claws
If you'd said something else I'd regret
But I've yet to taste the melody of scorn
I'm deaf and out of touch but you can't see
Liz Anne Sep 2012
Castles* in the sky                                                                    
Never made much sense to me
                  People are crazy                                                                    
                    To take from the birds and give to the bees
                   I can't really be                                                                      
                            The only one wrestling with that view of eternity
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