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 Jul 2016 Melanie Kate
Stephan
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Chaliced of dreams in a drunken condition
Staggering phrases now leak from my pen
Courage is spilt from a bottled delusion
One hundred proof as all time does suspend

Kissing the floor in a faceless direction
Slurring each word that does tumble my page
Combing the gray, forceful discrimination
Cursing a mirror that challenges age

Lips painted fire, poetic her features
Low cut and staring, a phrase slips my tongue
Desired conclusions in walk away stanzas
Pour me another, the night is still young
Big back porch
a good old rocking chair
crickets and pond frogs
a big glass of sweet tea
the fire pit roaring
children with marshmallows
on newly carved sticks
people laughing
old guys telling stories
fire flies
and shooting stars
welcome to the
southern summer night
Every time I am looking at you.
Shouting your name internally.
Every moment you pass by me,I can't set my eyes of you.

Though its hard to speak out.
But your image make me crazy.
Wishing I could find time to say what is deeply inside my heart.
Promise one day I will find it easy to tell you how is my pain and that day will remain in our memory for ever dedicated to  heart that is being loved
With all my heart
Part one

Pull my love with me into the earth
Where all that is heavy is laden in decay
As all thought brings the sleepless sleep
Harvesting nature with words of despair that form the great unread
A hopeless emotion that offers no function

Part two

Do we exist as a definition of existence
Is this existence the gift of life
Or Is it our place to challenge that this is the will of God
As if life is of man without God
If I am pulled underground
Then there will be no light
I am darker than I can imagine
i don't think I'm ready to see you walk across my room
i don't think I'm ready to see you walk across my room and look you in the eyes and see you need me
i don't think I'm ready to see you walk across my room and look you in the eyes and see you need me when i don't think I'm ready to see you walk across my room and look you in the eyes and see you need me
i think everything i tell myself is nonsense
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