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tom krutilla Feb 2015
silence is what was heard
when you slam the door
my pitying of myself is nomore
this virus, I'll call you
has been eradicated from my soul
guess the the tonic of truth, that
I made you drink, has turned
you into who I already knew
I can now live the next phase
of my life, in peace
tom krutilla Feb 2015
oh, the cool mist, that hides the hills
as the morning sun, seems to create a
rainbow of colors, for half awaken eyes

in the distant, I hear the voices of those
who tend their gardens, the valley below
in hopes of a fruitfull crop

I am but an observer, to this land
a momentary guest, trying not to intrude
but in such amazment, I am of them

they seem to enjoy what seems like toil to me
yet, their chatter and songs, are full of joy
perhaps they are aware how blessed they are
to be in a place of gods making
tom krutilla Jan 2015
Shall I pen this verse for you
this time, may it spill upon
your open hands
with all its truths
rub them on your skin
and feel the memories

my constant thoughts of you
invade my dreams, hence
sleepless nights
are you safe, did you read this
still wondering

the bed is barren, on your side
the puppies are grown now
they lay at the end of the bed
head on their paws, droopy eyes
looking to me for their answers
I can ony look at them in silence

even the morning coffee ***
its sound so vibrant, happy,
labors, one less cup to fill

as I pen this final verse
in all its truths
be well my love, enjoy your jouney
remember I was your starting point
tom krutilla Jan 2015
and for you, today, my daily thought
if I may

such are the sparkling eyes that entice
such are the sculpted lips I kiss
such are the arms to caress at night
such are my dreams, my morning bliss

these daydreams, are all about you
curling my hair, anticipations of you
this tingling I have, is because of you
the warmth I feel, is because I LOVE
YOU
tom krutilla Jan 2015
as I levitate my heart
to reach your mind
and the warmth you
encounter, you'll find
******

the words I whisper
into your ear
seem chrisper
when I hold you near

as your arms hold me tight
till the morning sunlight
there is peace in my mind
through out the night
tom krutilla Jan 2015
don't worry bout me, as I pass away
your passion of sorrow, as I lay dead
is noted, not believable, but noted
as your heartfill tears, seem genuine
your left hand, wipes them away

looking up at you, I wish I could smile
seeing the guilt you must feel
wondering, if all you put me through
would it change if I was resurrected

but souls like you, are common
shallow beings, ******* off the love
the ones that trusted you, are discarded
like dust in the wind, you'll plant your
seed, cultivate the newbees, who have
no clue
tom krutilla Jan 2015
and as you stand before me
so naked against the night sky
every curve, so perfect
as if sculpted from the gods
of ancient times
so awe I was, at your beauty
I bowed to you as you past by

I dream of you every night
remembering the loving glance
your look was saying, I was next

so take me, my lady, for I am yours
do as you will, lap everything I spill
and when you awake, in my arms
its foreever
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