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 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
MV Blake
You don't see me in the night,
My ears pricked for every sound I hear
In the dark, like a stag poised for flight,
And my conscience seeing surgery,
Each sound a cut to my ear.

Guarding your thoughts with my warmth,
Enclosing you with my poised embrace
In the dark, barely breathing by your ear,
And waiting for night to end
Its careless gentle march
Before your breath must cease.

Staying up til morning to see you safe,
Knowing you won't see me standing over you
In the dark, fighting the sickness with my eye,
And hand gently stroking your hair
Until our fragile bodies fade
And your wishful dreams hold true.
For all those brave and tragic souls who care, or have cared, for a dying loved one.
 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
MV Blake
Your thoughts fly like splinters of glass
From the mirror you smashed on my face.
I glare at all of you
Under the dim light,
Wishing you were someone else.

You all wink at me as you extract a piece
Of silvered glass from my bloodied skin.
You blink for a moment,
A thousand-fold,
Then show me your teeth,
Gums bloodied and sore from the strike.

I soak a warm cloth in ice cold water
And dab the blood from your chin.
You all wince and curse at my touch,
But allow me to remove but a trace.
Despite all the pain and hurt you've done,
I would do this for no-one else.

We're in it together,
My shattered self and I,
Though God knows we cannot win.
 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
MV Blake
I spat feathers from my mouth;
A fall from heaven
Worth the cost of heavenly wings.
 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
Carolin
We drink from rivers we
dance like swans. We
chase the sun and run
in the dead of night. We
collect the best of songs
and get drunk on life.
Jump from planet to
planet. And giggle in
the sun. We are the
dream catchers. We
are the chasers of the
light ~
 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
bones
I believed a life of solitude would suit me
and mostly it has suited me a treat
but when my tongue is bitten raw
in the company of others
I feel so ******* lonely
I could weep
.
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I thought a life of solitude would fit me
and on my soul it fit me like a glove
until one day a poet introduced me
to the magic and the madness of my love.
 Apr 2015 Sally Tsoutas
Gaurav M
I would convince you to love me
if only I could understand the reason
for what my whole being goes through
by the very thought of you..
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