No one ever promised that life would be easy. And I am greatful, because it is not. But I have learned to weather the hard times and value the easy times. My life has been shuffled from here and there, and as an adult, I can finally rest my roaming body and do the things I enjoy. Writing poetry is one of them. I fell in love with love, nature, beauty, truth, and life at an early age.. and I have not stopped being in love with them either. One word spoken is in the next second in the past, not to be changed or taken back. So I make my words true, and count to the best I can.
I think of you often, more often then I should,
thinking about how you held me in a way only you could.
I miss you so much, it may be unhealthy as much as I do,
but my life is just empty without you.
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I know how time can rock your world,
make time seem like your stuck in a swirl.
just stop my friend, and look around,
let yourself be still, and be bound..
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Robbing the night of the light of the moon,
so some people are blind and others are swoon,
I will stay in my corner for out there is no more room.
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Sorring high above all,
crying that high pitch call..
gliding through the air, light as a feather,
around my anckle, a leather tether.
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The twisting and yearning is almost to much to bare..
I need you with me, I need you right here...
I feel the surge of energy, that longs deep inside,
I want your roller-coaster, I want your ride...
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