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I wonder
If I ever come as
An unannounced guest
In your mind
Because you stay in mine
Always welcome
All the time

I wonder
If you're unimpressed
By the cover; I urge you
To take a peek within
You'll never know the narrative
If you've made your mind
Before you begin

I wonder
What felt sadder
To have your heart broken
Or shattering mine?
I thought I was the victim
But maybe falling in love
Is the crime

I wonder
If both of us are broken
Why not trade each other
Pieces of our souls
See if we can find
Edges that fit and
Close these gaping holes

I wonder
If we had more time
Would it be any different
Than how it is today?
Would you find me worthy?
Or would you still
Push me away?
It is always hard to be on the open end of a love-food-chain. All you can do is wonder aimlessly.
I know
You need just
A shoulder to cry on

And I am
Sorry I am not
Obliged

Mine
Are already
Burdened enough

From
Paying homage
To your shrine


Today you may see
Fire,
And smoke,
And ashes galore

But know this;
When they clear
I will be
Here no more
Sometimes it's best to walk away without a goodbye.
The fluorescent streetlamp shone
As you spoke
The pavement and I
Keen with interest
While the street shook
With the roars of busy travellers

And the smoke kept rising..


The neons blinked to life
When you smiled
The tree-leaves and I
Rustled with excitement
As the gentle wind
Tickled in on a late summer's eve

And the smoke kept rising..


The taillights stopped
As you accelerated
The world and I
Saw you move farther
And farther away
Vanishing into the darkness

And the smoke cleared away..
This is just an incident that happened today.
It was not until her cab grew smaller and smaller in the distance that I realised that this had just enough the mix of emotions to allow me to create.
 Feb 2019 Philipa James
Napolis
Put my

head on your

belly and

;let us

lie under

the grace of

this Christian

sky of blue.



Piece with

me all

of the wonders

and circumstance

and tell

me how this

life has

made you

you.



and I will

laugh and

celebrate and

dance through

your heavenly

journey.



and your

voice will

be a river

for me

to glide

upon,



and your

hand will

be a rudder

to guide

my way,



to these

places of

you that

you have

offered few.



your words

like black and white

pearls you

birth to

me and

the depth

of your eyes

is a great

ocean to

dream upon.



I the pauper

you the

music for

all to hear.



and in

this universe,



in the wink

of an eye



you are

everything.
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