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They dance alone now.
We died in *******.
A curtsy spin and bow,
despair a wishing well.
There is only so long
you can struggle to make a bed
before you realize,
that it's a futon.
An old note I wrote down months and months ago.
 Aug 2017 Mays Benatti
Elliott
Maybe
some people
die alone,
because
their soulmate
already died.

I wonder if mine died already.
I wonder if i'll live to meet mine.
 Apr 2015 Mays Benatti
Chris
.

Softly flows the evening breeze
cool upon your sunset eyes
Whistling through weary trees,
born of velvet springtime skies

Sprinkled starlight glistens through
windswept dreams in endless flight
Whispering my love for you
*on this quiet April night
Sweet dreams
 Apr 2015 Mays Benatti
Della Sun
Gold and silver in the night
Texaco sign burning bright.
There's freedom in her lies,
there's summer in her eyes.
She's far away now
cartoon lips, bottle blonde and how?
She sells her soul, crying.
Claiming she's happy and yet she's lying.
In the Sunset Boulevard,
she's living fast and playing hard.
Light up that sequin dress
in the spotlight and smoke, god bless.
Bless her young life, having fun.
Just drive till dawn in the sparkling midnight sun.
She says "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
She's slowly dying, drowning in the risen moonshine.
The girl with the Arctic Mind, left behind and she's doing time.
Broken down dreams are the crime.
Acrylic paint and golden curls
in the pink light, she dances and twirls.
Lives her life on,
depending on his paper love and his con.
Furs, diamonds and thick smoke,
happiness for her is turning out to be a sick joke.
She was the girl with the Arctic Mind.
 Apr 2015 Mays Benatti
mike
wearing the skin of the bear
who made you his meal
with the heart of a horse
and the eyes of an eel.
its not our bodies
which make us real
 Apr 2015 Mays Benatti
Chris
.

I have noticed her for weeks now,
this same coffee shop,
the same table, the same time each day

I am taken by her beauty, the way she smiles
and sips her coffee, Irish cream I believe,
reading her ipad intently, enjoying herself it seems

I have found myself daydreaming about her,
her wonderful brown hair, not really knowing what
has come over me, there is just something about her

I have wanted to approach her, but I’m not sure how
So I decided today I would write a poem on one of these napkins
and leave it on the table before she walks in, hoping she finds it

This is what I wrote:

For the girl with chocolate brown hair

Far of lonely breaths I breathe
Upon yon smile enchanting so
O’er these moments to believe
Gazing soft enchanting aglow

Of this chance I long to feel
Soft the touch of feathered lips
For my love can not conceal
Lo' the brush of fingertips

Take these words which I have penned
‘pon this paper meant for you
Keep them close as they do send
My poetic feelings true

It’s almost time, here she comes…
My god she is beautiful, I can feel my heart racing,
it is about to beat out of my chest, I’m shaking

She sits down and takes a sip of coffee, turns on her ipad…
come on…it’s right there, in front, wait, she sees it, she sees the poem
She is reading it and that gorgeous smile appears again

Scanning the shop, she notices me watching, smiling at her
Nodding at me she folds the napkin and places it in her purse
then motions for me to join her, my nerves are going crazy

‘Hi, did you write this poem for me?” she asks. “I did,” I answer
“I love it, it is so beautiful.” Then she removes a napkin from her purse
and hands it to me saying, “I wrote this for you.” I unfold it...

She has handed me the most beautiful poem I have ever seen
and then whispers, “I have noticed you for weeks, the same table,
the same time…I just didn’t know how to approach you, so I…”
Yep, another daydream.  :)
These feelings of darkness come creeping in
Is longing for you truly my deadly sin
I don't need a lecture, i understand this is fact
But the pain i feel, leaves me numb to my tract
~
I know their reasons and i know their fuss
Yet for you i feel, i threw you under a bus
With all you had, you placed your faith in me
All that pain i caused i begin to see
~
You were always alone, and alone you are
Seeing you like this leaves a nasty scar
For the day i can hold you, ill truly be free
Perhaps even, finally save myself from me
~
Perhaps it is true i complain too much
When in reality, my life isn't as bad as it appears and such
To truly smile, i have forgotten how
A miracle or two, is all i wish for *now
Long distance relaitonships can be tough, but one learns to push through
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