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Patty Dec 2014
Seven straight nights
Seven cold, lonely moons
And a pair of eyes
Drowned in sorrow and fright

A head filled with demons
Who come back each night
Too strong to contain
And something we both stopped to fight

I have always known
That I'm better off alone
  Dec 2014 Patty
Rebekah
my lungs are like flowers,
they blossom
when i breathe

but like when winter comes,
they wither
when you leave
idk i've had this written down for ages
  Dec 2014 Patty
curlygirl
Find a Poet Not a poser, not a "it's just a hobby" poet. Find one who mumbles lines as they scramble for a pen at breakfast; who shakes their head randomly when their thoughts aren't rhyming properly;  who has notebooks stashed around the house that you must never touch.
2. Listen Savor the spoken words, for those are harder to express. Keep in mind that they can't be edited and re-written, and be forgiving when a mistake is made.
3. Read The body speaks as loudly as words on a page do. When their eyes are closed or focused on the ceiling and the fingers are tapping out syllables, recognize the unique process. Respect the need for quiet, because if you look closely, you can read the poem on their face before they write it on the page.
4. Write Write your story together. Grab hold of the pen and hang on as you move across the page of life. Sometimes you will dance across, others you will be dragged. You may have to cross out a word, or a line, or a page, but don't give up. Discouragement is a poet's biggest enemy, inarticulateness their biggest fear. So end each day with a semi-colon, because the story will never end the way you think it will, and there must be room for more. There is always room for more, more words, more laughter, more tears, more love,
When you love a poet.
Patty Dec 2014
The sun fakes a smile
And the moon moved to tears
The stars forget how to shine
And the clouds begin to reappear

A heart of stone, unwavering
And cold
Thawed by a fiery gaze
One that I could call home

With lips that offer the taste of heaven
Yet still stings like hell
A heart unaware of my pain,
But one I could love again and again
  Dec 2014 Patty
Thenay Cora
Loving her
was like
  kneeling
in front of
a stone
and praying
for it
to come
to life.
Patty Dec 2014
Lonely, empty
Shattered & baffled

The space in my heart awaits you
With desire so severe
Skin burning with passion
Darling, I need you here

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