It’s the clouds at times that remind me of you. The sun, the moon. The wind. The here and now. The past. Almost everything. Sometimes, there just aren’t enough words. But, you’re still gone and nothing can change that.
Sometimes
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Hush
hush baby
please don’t
say a word
let the secrets
of the night
fill you
quietness falls
upon my lips
the bitter sweetness
of this moment
is all
I can taste
curtains closed
darkness finally
consumes me
and the dreams
they come
one by one
I allow
the silence
to have its space
between these
four walls
hush now
don’t say a word
The pages in between
you’re a book
I’ve never seen
I want to
read your truth
line by line
each letter
and every syllable
as your soul
bleeds upon
all the pages
in between
Stitched together
the most
delicate threads
stitch together
the most
beautiful souls
Words
they caress
the battered chords
that make up
my being
slowly strumming
my every curve
every solid line
they drip like liquid
down into
the deepest part
of my core
your words
collect
like raindrops
and fill
my once
empty soul
Echo
somewhere in the
quiet corridors
of my heart
your whispers
still echo
through every beat
Scars
if I showed
you the scars
upon my heart
would you still
want to read
the truth
within my soul
Random thoughts
This is why I write. Words inspire me. They sweep me off my feet and carry me away to a place I belong. Poetry fills my eyes, my heart and my soul. Not sure who wrote this, but it’s beautiful.
Sweet dream
your soul
makes love
to me
in ways
that I’ve
only dreamed of
If only
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