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  Apr 2014 Steven Fortune
Juniper Deel
Is it too high of an expectation
For someone to treasure me?
Too much to hope for?
Does that only happen in fairy tales,
Or once every hundredth couple?
I hope not...
I want someone who adores me so much they can't find words.
  Apr 2014 Steven Fortune
Louise
You smiled at me 'today'
your eyes showed
that the past was forgotten ...
  
     for now

I know that today
was a good day for you

It's taken an illness
to warp your mind
made you forget ..

    who you are ..

        who you were

You didn't remember 'today'
that we hate each other
It's a strong word I know
but it's true
we both know it

but you don't remember that fact
   ..  'today'

so I sit with you ...

and smile too
i saw my mother today ..
she has Dementia, but it was a good day
  Apr 2014 Steven Fortune
nnyaa
Your breath;
all beer and cigarettes.
Your eyes;
blue smoke and ashes.
I'm half drunk,
now that your lips are mine,
And fallen.
Fallen beyond redemption,
into a faceless abyss,
a sacred oblivion.
The only place;
where you are mine,
and I am yours.
I can stay here, till the end of time.
(26/04/2014)
  Apr 2014 Steven Fortune
Tegan
nothing is ever finished
do not believe in the definitive
life is a spectrum
black and white exists
to those who live fixed
wander
grey is the colour
of a question
that has no answer.
An aversion to yes or no questions and complete decisions.
You say "I'm an open book",
But you're as closed as your eyes.
Trapped inside your sleepless slumber,
It came to me as no surprise.
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