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This kind of cold brings dry coughs and dry skin.
It’s easy to peel off winter’s dry skin.

The wine crowds gather. Warm, drunk and huddled.
You’ve got a cute face, step out of that shy skin.

Afternoon yawns stretch out sleepy beached jaws,
Sun heats the shoulders of browned July skin.

Entrances open, skirts start to trail in,
Over coffee she watches him eye skin.

Thick flannel jacket, back broad and strong.
No way in heaven she could deny skin

Bruised and broken. A gentle collision.
He sponges salt water off of her spry skin

Musty fog slips into taxis and trains.
Red lips are vital to her good-bye skin.

Its strange, how similar the two can feel
Hide of an alligator and my skin.
can you hear me?
when I'm next to you
my heart struggles with breaking my ribs
to burst through my chest.
I grow dizzy
knowing you might feel the same
the possibility hurting my mind.
when you touch me I have no self control
when your eyes lay upon me
the energy makes me tense
with such a force I freeze still.
I'm unable to speak.
what is that noise?
my heart.
Can you hear me?
Flower raised
Light in her eyes
Smiling face
Opening to Love
Shot rang true
Slow to fall
Last breath expressed
Beauty denied
Blood trail out
Floating Flower
Eyes looking up
Gone the light
I searched into your eyes but you weren't there.
I stared straight down at my hands.
The black diamond which I adored, which was so unique, so special, had lost its lustre.
Just dead glass.
I use to think it was a symbolic reference that u 'got me'.
But now I just feel stupid and naive.
The symbol that bound us together was just another possession
And what use have I of possessions?
A word hasn't passed between us in weeks.
Finally you break the silence and mutter some sentance.
You glance across the room
But I'm not there.
Waiting for the dawn’s light to come for my frozen soul
Wash away the frost that that followed behind the cold
The sun is calling, though the sound is to far to hear
echoing silent winds, blowing shivers of fear

The dreams bring warmth like a flames heated breeze
awaken to know only the lonely feeling disease
The storm never ends while illness it brought
Seeing the life that still sadness begot

The sun comes near, please hear my screams
I try to warm my heart, but now it seems
The suns too far away to cure the chill
Setting suns crush the hope, and damage the will

Star night sky brings hopes through the thin air
Thousands of suns are hidden in the darkness up there
Maybe one will pass to make the snow wither away
calming the storms and protecting this life of dismay
up til sunrise
sleep til sunset
the days slip away

searching for something
greater
more
beyond today

living in the present
trying to push away the past
but the past is the only present in my mind

stopping is too much time
too much time is not enough
the days slip away

going in circles
makes everything spin too fast
too dizzy to move forward
too dizzy to move back

too much want, not enough do
but too much do to want much else
the days slip away

placing my love in things too far to reach
pointless
time-consuming
and mind-consuming

too much sleep to be tired
but too tired to sleep
the days slip away

laughing and smiling
and frowning and crying
too small to place on a timeline

roll on toward it
work toward it
all of it
is worth it to get to it

too much of it but too little of it
as the days slip away.
 Jul 2013 rashaad mythology21
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when winter bites and snaps its whites upon a diamond floor
through skeletal trees there comes a breeze that chills you to the core
a wreckers moon shines all too soon upon a traitors shore

a night like this your frosted kiss alighted on my face
around my heart your tendrils gripped with cold and glacial grace
and then i knew that it was true id never leave this place

you are so cold
Doubt is like a drug.
An infestation of the mind
It will eat away at you until all you are
is a whimpering ball of madness

once it's implanted,
you will never return to the
white linen innocence your ignorance gave you
but instead you'll stand
waiting for the worst to come crashing down around you

the conversations will offer no resolutions,
no lingering sense of hope
only more doubt.

it can wait
lay stagnant in your dark places
until you reach back too far
and it will return with a force unknown.

This is when you became.
when that madness was no longer just a part of you;
but it became you with a helpless body clinging to it.
I wasn’t always sure about you
I had my doubts and fears
I wasn’t always certain
That you would really be there
When I needed a friend
More than anything else
I’ve learned, though
That you are someone special
Someone rare and essential
To my heart’s quest for love
Love that survives and thrives
Overcomes the worst of times
Continues to grow and prosper
Long after struggles and worries
You are someone I can trust
Someone who understands my thoughts
Someone who cares and shares
Someone who knows me
Like no one else can
You are someone I can believe in
Someone rare and aware of my heart
Someone who accepts me as I am
Without conditions or limits
You love without bounds
You are the person I turn to
When I need a real friend
Someone who I can be myself with
Without fear or anxiety
Without hiding my heart away
Without even a hint of doubt
I love you and am so thankful
To have a friend who I believe in
Thank you, once again
For being that friend

— The End —