That wasn't my journey

This is not my journey, he said Not where I’m supposed to be Where I belong… Walking nights Aimless Unfathomable comfort in not knowing yet uncomfortable enough to admit he knows the truth Surrendering to the gravity of where he belongs but where? That’s still the question It just isn’t here Not in this time…

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Stolen from the sea

You come alive On the sand Next to the ocean Running away so that the waves don’t catch you Your smile outshines the sun at it’s brightest Gathering your treasure stolen from the sea Hand and hand Smiling but not looking to see Following the path between the wet and dry Who are you today?…

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No Self

She walks with flowers in her hair A pink ribbon holds her dress in place She has no belt She’s never needed one She walks alone Side by side with her self Sometimes it’s harder to face yourself than it is to face your. self. Life is a highway The body is the car When…

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The Devils Desire

Under stars like the blanket that cover you I kiss your lips Heaven bows to the majestic view of your form As I marvel in your greatness Bowing only to your whims Bending to your desire I follow the road signs to your inner thighs Slowly and gracefully You succumb to my will You overflow…

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I Surrendered

“Stay…” She said softly As I turned to walk away “Please, won’t you?” Her voice carried on as if it was the only sound I’d ever heard So clear So demanding Yet soft and subtle I stopped at the door My jacket in hand It’s already 3 AM It’s already too late My head was…

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A ghost of you

A ghost of you walks through my heart In my deepest thoughts like a hallway you roam I thought I let you behind I thought you were the remnant of a dream Lost while I was waking I feel myself walking away I feel your eyes following I feel your heart beat from across the…

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She Dances

A silver men’s watch rested on her wrist Like her soul it was broken long ago It was worn as a reminder of her past She has no need for time She’s never in a hurry The world stands still and marvels at her as she dances by herself With her selves Many forgotten memories…

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