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Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
A little piece
Of me
Dies

Every time I sit
Here and make poetry

On my itouch

Whilst I watch
Families play with their
Children

Right in front of me
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
DO NOT
be
afraid
to wear your heart

on your sleeve

come let's wear ours
together

And live
the rest of our days
smiling
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
I'm only waiting now

for the burning sensation to wear off

so that

I can arise

and continue my journey up the summit

This old heart may be burnt, scarred, torn....

It still
however

beats.....
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
Not even poetry
can adequately
explain how
much
i miss you

I've forgotten
what it feels like
to hear your
mouth say
my name

I wish it didn't
hurt the way it does
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
Right now

at this exact moment

I miss you

like a

dolphin

misses

ocean
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
If tonight was the last nite that I were to have
The one regret that at my heart would start to stab

Would be the burning and yearning to make slow love to you
To have you and to hold you until the day started anew

I swear I'd be gentle as...
Ocho the Owl Jul 2014
There
is a tremendous amounts of
BLISS

in this very moment

And....
it is available to all living beings

who surpass
the illusion of
"yesterdays" & "tomorrows"
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