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wabisabichii Aug 2020
'meow' he said 
'and you understand me?' i replied 
he licked his paw and touched my hand 
his warmth i can't deny 

'you know how i feel, don't you?' 
he purred as if to agree 
he rubbed himself against my shin 
knowing i wanted to flee

'meow' again he said 
i laughed and pet his head 
he stayed by me and didn't leave 
a true friend til the end 

'im tired of this' i mumbled 
he looked a little sad 
and when i said i needed him 
he looked a bit more glad 

'let's leave this place' i told him
he stood and followed suit 
i jotted down a paper where
we'd have our escape route

a cat is not a friend 
but family so to say 
i held him tight as we ran through the night 
and that day, we went away
wabisabichii Aug 2020
i want a lot of things 
a whole list 
i keep with me 
all the time. 

people ask what i want,
people give what i want,
but then again 
i don't think it's what i really want. 

then i came to realize 
the list didn't have you in it.
wabisabichii Aug 2020
your whisper in my ear 
your smile in my mind
your face oh so clear
sure is one of a kind

your heart slowly beating
as your chest rose and fell 
this moment quite fleeting
i know, i can tell 

as the sun hit your skin 
ever so softly you sigh 
a glimps of you and my heart spins
and for that i wonder why

beautiful you are
more than you think you'll ever be 
though you expose your scars 
you'll always be the same to me 

  Aug 2020 wabisabichii
sometimes ill carry your book in my purse,
not because i have any intention of reading your words,
but because i want to have a kindred soul
to my disposal when needed.
  Aug 2020 wabisabichii
simon law
Do not define me
as the man I once was,
Or the victim of tears that have past,
Do not Define me
for who I am now,
In fact do not define me at all

That privilege is reserved for me
  Aug 2020 wabisabichii
Lewis Carroll
A boat, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July --

Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear
Pleased a simple tale to hear --

Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream --
Lingering in the golden gleam --
Life what is it but a dream?
  Aug 2020 wabisabichii
Lewis Carroll
Man Naturally loves delay,
And to procrastinate;
Business put off from day to day
Is always done to late.

Let ever hour be in its place
Firm fixed, nor loosely shift,
And well enjoy the vacant space,
As though a birthday gift.

And when the hour arrives, be there,
Where'er that "there" may be;
Uncleanly hands or ruffled hair
Let no one ever see.

If dinner at "half-past" be placed,
At "half-past" then be dressed.
If at a "quarter-past" make haste
To be down with the rest

Better to be before you time,
Than e're to be behind;
To open the door while strikes the chime,
That shows a punctual mind.


Let punctuality and care
Seize every flitting hour,
So shalt thou cull a floweret fair,
E'en from a fading flower
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