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tom krutilla Jan 2014
have I told you that you are the wonder of my life
the sweet fragrance of every breath I take
and you take apart my heart daily and rearrange it
to love you even more

anticipating seeing you, has my mine all aflutterd
as I watch those soft lips say good morning
your voice tunes will play in my head all day
to keep my step lively and in rhythm

when the evening comes with it blankets of stars
and before the moon tucks us in for the night
I'll point one out just for you and me
then hold you close as we silently dream
tom krutilla Jan 2014
I can understand you may not really know what my meanings are on this page
I just try to catch the whirlpool of words and put them into a coherant thought
my thoughts are for no one in particular, only to engage in some imagination
and in the quietness of the night, that imagination could run wild

perhaps they are meant for you, or perhaps of me, or for when you sleep and dream
perhaps they are for the masses thinking my thoughts matter to them
perhaps they are saying what they are afraid to say, not knowing how to
perhaps it's just to clean the mind of a cluttered word mess

when you read them, always read twice, cause a double meaning is always nice
,
tom krutilla Jan 2014
I always new this time would come
when we depart our lives as one
that smile you wear, is worn out by fear
and that says it all

but could it be your missing me
in all your wildest fantasys
and realize its not a dream
that i have forgotten you
I chose to refuse your memories

the residue of this love affair
lie strewn across  the floor
the shamelessness and greed
collects in the corners of this room

a restless heart will never rest
as it looks for new blood for it's life
and when the heart stops
there is peace
tom krutilla Jan 2014
I take a look at this place, its such an empty space
and I'm not sure how to fill it without you
there are silent echos reverberating of a past forgotten
I set my mind on them, and yet they never last
could it be your missing me, I ask myself, the question lingers
I can't chase fantasys anymore, I have a hard time catching reality
so i will dim the lites and close this door, and walk towards a future uncertaint
tom krutilla Jan 2014
he walks, he wiggles, on the ground
slowly but surely, without a sound
his feet are a hundred, timely in beat
rhythm and rhyme, one, two, three

the caterpillar is unique in his own way
nothing bothers him, he likes that way
he comes and goes up and down his tree
slowly, but surely, one, two, three
tom krutilla Jan 2014
I saw you, standing on that corner
alone with your thoughts
and I wondered, what your thinking
who your missing, or which way to go
your sad eyes, they don,t smile as you turn
and walk away

from this distance, I want to hold you
and caress you,just one more time
to let you feel me, as I feel you
and bring that smile, back to your face

has your journey, left you lifeless,
and all but blinded you, from seeing the truth
if you just turn around, see what,s in front of you
cause your sad eyes, they don,t smile as you turn
and walk away
tom krutilla Jan 2014
don't be afraid to approach for i cannot harm you anymore
lying here , my arms folded, my eyes closed for all eternity
you can kneel at my side and say the thoughts you feel
for I cannot respond
the guilt i have put on you has suddenly gone away
you are free now to proceed with your life without my to interfere
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