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 Sep 2014 Shadows Rising
Poetic T
When I go will I
Shatter my Body
Like a vase as it drops
Will I break in to shards,
Cracking,
Shattering,
Fracturing,  
"Will my soul move on"
Could I piece together
What is lost
Breath
Life
Heart
Never again to Beat
I last exhaled word
My heart now broken
I shattered like a
Crystal,
Rose
When
Dropped
My soul left
When I was lifeless
Broken life upon a cold floor..
That temporary smile;
           that temporary pain.

I've been so stressed about tomorrow,
            that I forgot to live today.
Be easy.
I read your poem almost every night
with the tears that dormented themselves
for years and years.
I hate sometimes that I miss you so
but you were my first love and my best friend.
I detest the circumstances we have in our lives.
I can't take the empty spaces where you should be
in my heart, the place you left so long ago.
And I don't know why I'm not satisfied with
your answers, with you telling me we're friends again.
Maybe I'm just paranoid that you'll leave again
and that scares the hell out of me.
Please stay for good this time.
No matter the distance because one day
we'll have our moments again.
I just know it.
This is train of thought and messy but I can't help but write tonight. I'm waiting for an email or a letter from you after I wrote you one spilling out my fears, so irrational yet they still exist.  Maybe I'm desperate for a friend, maybe something more that I know will never happen again. But at least I can be hopeful, right?
 Sep 2014 Shadows Rising
Traveler
So many years pass before my eyes
Love lost, humiliations
All these wounds I must hide

A constant flow of tragedies
Have formed this fool within
And those I long to be near
Will never be again

Time is but a wave
Which wears the surface smooth
All the footprints get blown away
With those dreams of me and you...
 Sep 2014 Shadows Rising
Traveler
The weeping shady willow slowly swayed in the soft summer wind
Beneath of which my most vivid memory begins
By the appeal of young lust in the days of our prime
We were drawn together to this moment in time

In a meadow of dandelions our bodies embraced
As she bared her breast my heart went to race
With her eyes of blue so innocent yet wild
It was clear to see she was no longer a child

The curves of her buttocks, the shape of her hips
Were as pleasing to touch as my sister’s silk slips
As if everything I ever wanted was opened to me
To share her **** ****** body, my soul finally free

As I nosed her belly ever so lightly I felt her quiver
Lower and lower I went as it turned to a shiver
So softly I touched as her virginity flowed
I felt as if I could peer into her soul

We shared in sweet passion to a deeper degree
I gently inserted as she pulled back her knees
For a while I managed to stay in control
When she scratched down my back it was time to reload

That day with nature we were naturally exposed
For lovin’ is like music, an art to compose
Traveler Tim
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We all die
it's just a matter                    
of who remembers

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