it's not haikuesday
but i miss you chickadees
so here are some words
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muse, flown away to
grace another more worthy
i'll be here, waiting.
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this moment we're in,
i already miss. touch me,
pretend it's for keeps.
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a slow dance on a
starry night. i'll be waiting
next to her in white
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i hid them well, my
honest words - at the bottom
of this empty glass
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words etched, then erased
i take them back. they weren't
good enough for you
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all sense is lost now
my fingers glide aimlessly
these lines lie to you
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2 comments:
Woah girlie... good words! Glad you put them out there!
thanks darlin! x
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