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My new zombie friends
They are all hungry for brains
Around them I'm safe
In every heart
there is a room
that love for others
goes running to

Though some may pass
or drift away
in every corner
a bit is saved

So love for those
that we have met
have a special spot
where we don't forget
simple i love you

complicates to tell the truth

more than we both know
I'm here to bust wide open
The hidden world of poetry
Some of the things I've witnessed
Most of the things I've seen

It goes deep beyond measure
Even deeper than I fear
In the laughter of its rhythm
Through the rhyming of its tears

When you take poetry to the heart
Like a literary worm it burrows deep
Listen close when I say it's so
I know cause it's happened to me

Where it works it's way into the brain
So it's all you think about
Listen my friends as I tell you all this
Beyond a shadow of a doubt

I'm not trying to say to stay away
Just a warning to be mindful
In this day and age that's so close to the edge
It never hurts to be extra careful

While some may call me a traitor
Letting go secrets that shouldn't be known
I'm standing strong and refuse to run
I just felt you should be warned...
And still I dream of stepping back into yesterday
Where time flowed so freely golden with serenity
We would sit in pine scented grove and sip lemonade
Our talk tranquil as sun dappled creek murmuring in quiet wood
Never arguing or complaining but flooded with blissful reverie
A time bygone and peaceful, learning to know each other again
Listening to the background symphony of cicadas and katydids
Poignantly nostalgic with yearnings of bygone days
Watching velvety dusk deepen into shades of whispering night
Relishing each breeze laden with moss and murmuring pine
Anticipating the dawn awakened by drowsy robins and wood thrush
Skies east to west stained with strawberry hues and dreams renewed
And still I shall dream on

**~Hilda~
© Hilda September 7, 2014  Eleven o'clock PM
I always send her hello letters

As she writes to me goodbye

You'd think by now I would know better

Than to ever question why

After all this time together

I would still find time to write

And send her hello letters

While she writes to me goodbye
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