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Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
id never **** around with an empty bed
there’s too much space for a crowded head
restless sleep owns all you ever said
need an answer, child, tear apart the pillows instead
dont fall into your old ways
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
another wave
crashes against
your self
stumbling only
to better embrace
another
you crash into
not through
off balance
in a balanced nature
it moves on
without you
and
another
and another
and another hits
you hit another
another hits and you hit another
head above the water
fearing whats beneath
though
the half without
decision
is surviving
just fine beneath
and there’s a pulse
you’re alive beneath
close your eyes
there’s always
another
to face
another
to dive
another
opportunity
to meet
the heart of a wave
with your mind
and come up
alive
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
almond eyes
seeing more
than i see inside
wild as a wolf
and wide as her mind
blue as the sky
before the stars
come alive
while the artist
takes its time
painting a moon
on dark cotton
and i swear
this world is better
when her eyes are open
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
she is the poem
i wanted to write
and the pen
i couldn’t find
in the dark of night
so i dipped a branch
in the water
reflecting the moon
and wrote who she is
up in the sky
for her eyes to see
“dear,
you are the
artists brow,
before a masterpiece,”
and i dipped again
“and a masterpiece
is admired by many,
loved by few,”
a cloud passed
and the words stood still
for one last sentence
“but i’d learn to paint
for you.”
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
those
wild eyes
i
want to spend
days with them
and
nights with
you
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
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and i’ve learned
dear,
today comes
before tomorrow
Maxwell Mirabile Nov 2015
i just gotta know
if i can live without her
this world can change faces
in a moment
and i don’t think we’ll
ever really understand
why good things go wrong
and just like a song
she’s here, and then she’s gone  
at night, at the loneliest times
when you close your eyes
and rest that restless mind on
the colder side of the pillow
which is always warmer
in the morning
and i’ll wish every night
for a dreamless sleep
absent of you
in a flowing dress
with your humble beauty
walking amongst the flowers
making sure i see
that look you give
when you're happy

and time is still
until that smile fades
but it’ll come around
again
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