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And when you find
yourself wanting
me again,
look above and
see how wonderful
the stars are —that’s what
you have
lost.
"I see you everywhere. I see you in sentences inked blue on a crumpled paper napkin, in cars and buses caught in a traffic jam, in the perfect swollen shape of the moon. I see your image in the face of every person I meet: when the cashier hands me my change I am reminded of your long calloused fingers, when I pass by girls with tattoos on the nape of their necks I remember how it feels to kiss you there. Every laugh, every flesh, every smile is you trying to steal my breath away. I think: this is the opposite of forgetting. I scatter your memory to the empty winds, put you inside the pockets of strangers, force you to haunt me like a ghost. This is how I survive your absence. This is how I keep you, darling, so that you may never leave my world again."
 May 2016 stormy rain
Jude kyrie
Midnight Blue

*The darkness creeps into my room.
It is the time when I miss you
The silence deafens me once more.
No sound just midnight blue.

The night wind blows away my dreams
They are all my dreams of you.
Loneliness cuts me to the bone
i beg for an end to my lost years
It leaves me weeping all alone
The rain it hides my tears.

A church clock chimes a dozen times.
It is calling midnight blue.
We used to snuggle in our bed
And love the whole night through.

But  sleep will never come to me
I can only dream of you.
Tears are streaming down my face
Just call me midnight blue.
It took one who was blind
To teach me how to see.
Someone who was cold
Thawed this heart in me.
I learned from the cruel
How to truly understand.
And when you walked away,
I learned to be my own man.

I learned from the lies
To recognize what is real.
From a stony hand,
I learn how to feel.
I have a new love
That reaches parts of me.
You never could touch.
You showed me who not to be.

You rode off into a bright and blue day.
I went into the dark to be saved,
You came back to lie to my face,
But I...
I Could not see past those trails that you blazed
And I'd...
I'd already found the love that I crave
You loose...
Now your head's in a haze.

Thing about it is -
The heart that you break is yours,
And the love that you take is from you.
The lies you believe are your own.
The suckerpunch you don't see coming
Is the very one you've thrown.

You know you were *****.
You know you were wrong.
I am not judging.
But I wouldn't be in your shoes for long.

Why don't you go and blaze another trail.

You say it's different this time.
But just like all the other times,
What's not different is everything is different.
I am different.
The only thing that is the same is you.
I have been working this one up for a while. It was written with kind of a proggy-rock sound in my head. I retain all rights.
 Mar 2016 stormy rain
Little Bear
A person who has good thoughts
cannot ever be ugly.
You can have a wonky nose
and a crooked mouth
and a double chin
and stick-out teeth,
but if you have good thoughts
they will shine out of your face
like sunbeams
and you will always
look lovely.
An Excerpt from The Twits by Roald Dahl
One of my favourite quotes
:o)
 Mar 2016 stormy rain
Little Bear
soft skin soft skin soft
kind touches kind touches kind
warm bodies warm bodies warm
love kisses love kisses love
For Emma
and a very beautiful summer
x
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