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warming up after afternoon showers
A comfort shared through piled logs and charcoal embers
There is a peace here that was destroyed
Finally creeping back through like the sun behind the clouds
Everyone aware of the shine once lost
but unwilling to get comfortable
The clouds will always return
but they make the suns inevitable return
more possessive
The pain brings forth the poems
The rain brings forth four deer

If you listen to my yearnings
I'll whisper in your ear

I've missed her for so long
If she somehow would appear

I would just want to talk
Just tell you true, my dear

    But you're not here.
 Apr 2021 Julia Celine
LC
two adjacent piano keys
yelled over each other
for a moving spotlight,
a crinkle of the eyes,
and a sweet, tender smile.
instead, their noise
made ears beg for peace
until eyes glanced away,
and they were left alone
with their discordant sounds.
#escapril day 28!
You were the only thing I knew when the night grew dark,
Now you're the only thing I don't recognise on the brightest of days...
Etch an eye between my brows
So that I may see further into
Deeper within the whirling vortex
Of abyss cooing to me softly

Gentle requests that I not
Drop my pebble down the well
A splash will never echo back
And I'll fall until time is decimated

Not that I'm entirely dedicated
To keeping things linear
But the universe has been strange
And I'm a good listener
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