

A PlaceAm I writing to please myself? right hand, left hand... they both do the same.A Place
Tomorrow may be the end of the world, could you feel my heart stop? I wrapped you in arms that once felt warm, but like your kiss, I felt nothing.
Yesterday, I wrote you a book of poetry, one for each day of the year. but you sold them to the fire, and now my secrets have ashed upwards,
towards the atmosphere and on your window sill, they sit.
Today was the coldest day of winter and in the midst of a heartbeat, I thought I saw your face again


1000In 1000 years, I will be but a blur in your memory. Remember me standing strong, with the world on my shoulders, and my heart in my palms.1000
Longing.
Waiting.
Hoping.


Quiet NowA warm-cool breeze Blows through this Spring day and you so cute, sleeping in on a MondayQuiet Now
It's quiet now My dreams have run away They flew with wings, I wish they stayed
So I can run further Run ahead and steal them back and tuck them into bed
and you, a love so irreplaceable and you, my love so innocent, beautiful
Sleeping in on a Monday, dreaming dreams of better days, better tomorrows
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"Are you making fun of us?"
"It's the universe that makes fun of us all."
"Why would the universe that makes fun of us all?"
"I dunno, maybe it's insecure."
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***SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLIES ~ I was offline for 2 months and came back to over 2000 comments which I'm now slowly working my way through!***
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Although I layed for hours
Those hours felt like days
The stardust above floated forever
as I dreamt the universe away
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"I hate being cheered up. It's depressing." - Cap. John Sheridan
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Jet noise makes me horny!
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~3d-studio-max - for deviants who think in 3 Dimensions
When you have a child you become a parent.
When you have a second child you become a referee.
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Although I layed for hours
Those hours felt like days
The stardust above floated forever
as I dreamt the universe away
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"She stood there, half way between the orient and here. Bitter white clouds lingered and then went, capturing the splash of yellow that the sun bathed our faces in."
"We are what we think" - Buddha
A very beautifully and eloquently written response to a haiku written in the same manner.
take care~
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Although I layed for hours
Those hours felt like days
The stardust above floated forever
as I dreamt the universe away
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