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Adam Mott Apr 2014
Brief moments upon which I ponder the future, they all include you
In my fancied heart, I lie with passion in the dark

These moonlight promises remind me,
Somewhere near, somewhere far,
You are under the same light

I'm sending myself down corridors of memory
To hold and love thee
Under a different moon
Not so far after all

These memories daunt me,
Hardening me for the long journey
Back around to thee
I can do this summer, so can you.
a single twinkling cello string
echoes through the night
or perhaps that is just the grasshoppers
with their orchestra of breezes and rattling leaves
the sky surrounds me
and only a thin cotton string
ties my floating body to the earth
my heavy heart a magnet to the warm dirt
the stars hum and reverberate
and my vision of the heavens ebbs and flows
like a roll of film with the pieces cut out
and only the moon remains sharp
as if it is only a hop and a skip from my eyes
as if just maybe
if i stretch my fingers far enough

i could reach out and touch nirvana.
I have a bad habit of only writing about the night sky
Gigi Tiji  Oct 2014
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Gigi Tiji Oct 2014
sickle say sigh
****** stars of showers
diddly hum drum bye
bickering baths of twilight
talkatalkatalktalk
moongazing goons
chewing on chalk
hubba hubba

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