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Nobody May 2018
If you faced it, what's left to fear?

the searing sound of harmony
seeping through madness in trembling tears
ringing false scents of roses
like men ****** to breathing jaded air
and everything that's been has crowded thoughts
of plagued mindsets beset to foreign dances
I see I, and all that I've been..

I see I, dancing
through blackened flames
I see I and I've seen you..

And now that I've seen you..
what is there left to fear?

Gorgeous rhythms and soothing shadows
haunt words yet to be said through the
pale light of a thousand years

I've never been all that I could dream
Now everything I can say is as a boat
lost at sea, sailing into darkness
never to be seen
to never have been conceived
in this world that's nothing more
than a hallow sleepy dream.
Love, Lovesick, cowardice, inexperience, love-lost, lost love, depression, sad
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Doorway.


I only open future doors,
And any door I pass through,
I close it and lock it behind me.
Once I have passed through,
The key is destroyed,
So no matter how loud you knock on the door,
It will forever remain shut;
And you will be left alone and annoyed.


You can shout obscenities and question my motives or my person,
But I am no longer the great listener that I once was,
For I am too busy flirting,
With a new romance; you missed your chance.
I have found a new person with whom I want to naked slow-dance.
All that which you have lost will never be repeated,
So repeat after me “I did not cheat.”


The door behind me is becoming the door to a mouse house.
So small in its importance; for I have left purgatory behind me.
I am awaiting what is out there to be seen.
Love is on the way and you are way behind me;
Are your pastures green?


Remember what you will never again have.
You had a chance; you took your chance for granted.
You missed your chance for a first dance.
I have a key in my hand; this door locks from the inside.
I hope the weather stays nice outside.
I am closed to the past;
You shall become nothing as soon as,
A new door looks quite appealing;
Maybe it is her time that I should attempt to be stealing.
Wasting away with me in my twilight years,
Will be my one love; after years and years.
She will only speak beautiful words of truth…
And you?...


The door behind me is left to rust.
Bottomless pits for the ashes.
This truth,
This trust,
This love…
Is dust.
I hope this makes you happy.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Just a girl Mar 2018
For the first time in a long time I saw you in my dreams.
I remember running to you in a field of nothing but black roses.
The sky was grey and so was the sun.
When I finally reached you, I clutched onto you and I said nothing as I stood on my tip toes and welcomed you with a passionate kiss.
I remember time slowing down and giving me this moment.
I remember every single nerve in my body dancing as our lips reminisced how much we have missed each other.

I also remember breaking our kiss.
Telling you I loved you, but also saying I shouldn't be here and that I had to go.
I'll never forget the look on your face as I started to fade right there in front of you..
Watching the sadness swirl in your eyes as you asked me why.....
And how I simply replied...
because you're going to destroy me.
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