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 Oct 2015 Rory MacLure
Cali
I was going to write you something
that embodied our love, some
infinitesimal prose about
your name click-clacking off of
my tongue or your eyes
when you're smiling.

I was going to answer all of
the questions that are silently ticking
inside your mind and scrawl
perfect prepositions across the page
so that your hands might
falter as they traced the corners.

I wanted to tell you about
the tug of your presence or
the way that your fingerprints
feel against mine,

but I'm writing this instead,
listing off the beauty that I feel
seeping into my skin and
it doesn't really make sense
but that's just the way it falls
onto the paper, bit by bit.
sad things, serenade me.

I'm only romanticizing
the madness of it all.
I never asked to be
a ******* poet.
 Oct 2015 Rory MacLure
Jude kyrie
Can you not feel it?
The warm sun filled glow
shining between us.
You say to me
You are my best friend
Even after we have made tove.

Can you not see it?
The thick fog between us
has  lifted to  only a light  mist..
I need you to stop saying
We are just friends.
you know how many times
we have crossed that line.

Can you not understand that
I ache to hold you close
each time we meet..
That the colors are all brighter.
The air is softer.
And the angel I keep hidden
Inside my heart
comes out and folds
her wings about us.

Can you not believe?
We are best friends
Just like you say we are.
Best friends.
Who  have  now progressed
Into lifelong lovers.
 Oct 2015 Rory MacLure
David Hall
you know the value of a word
and can place it with great care
you see colors in a rainbow
others wouldn’t know were there
you can find the silver lining
of the darkest thunder cloud
or make a grown man weep
when he reads your words out loud
you live your life wide open
wear your heart upon your sleeve
give your friends the gift of laughter
and console them when they grieve
you take all the pieces of a life
and use words to make the whole
if you're reading this right now
it means you have a poets soul
There are so many wonderful people and poets on this site, this is my thank you for being awesome poem.
Do you know
the difference
between
a lonely heart
and a broken one?
A lonely heart
is seeking for
its missing half
that is yet
to be found.
A broken one
had already
found it
and lost it
again.
Your name is the loveliest word
I've ever said. In my life
I've never known someone like you.
Your aura is a quilt
that I could spend all day in
if you'd let me.
I think the chances of me meeting
another you are absurd
and I find the whole idea
to be terrifying.
I could make so much room
for you in my heart.
The sun is a star in someone else's sky
The earth is a dust fleck, drifting on by
The moon is nothingness, just barely there
Between non-existence and thought caught on air.

Maybe you're nothing, and then so am I
But to me you are everything seen by these eyes.
I'll give you
something else
to toy with,
so you can leave
my heart
alone.
White lined paper
coated in ink and sweat from my palms-
shaking anxiously as my hand floats in the passenger seat,
I close my eyes and pretend I’m holding yours.
They keep telling me to focus my eyes on the road,
but little do they know, you’re really the one behind the wheel.
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