“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
I Will Be Good To You
Close your eyes
Imagine a world—
Where only dreams are found
To it, we are bound
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What You Are Is Beautiful
Alas, where had it gone wrong?
To a world, I ever bemoan
My heart, deep with sorrow—
Yet an inquisitive spirit I owned
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Dissolving Into Love
The silence was deafening
Time only happening
As we stared deep…
Deep into the others soul
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You Light Up The Dark
I stepped forward
Putting beside my fear
Into the unknown I went
Two cheeks full of tears
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Across the Lake In Fall
As each leaf turned colors
Tightly grasping its mate
Long now, it wasn’t
It would soon meet its fate
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Feeling Blue
Softly, I ask, for why do I feel sorrow,
Is it from years that have passed,
Or could it be the time that I borrow?
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The Last Touch
When it’s time, I’ll do the right thing
Until then, I want to steal every last second
Just like stealing that first kiss, my heart pounded so
It’s been years, and you’re all that I’ve ever known
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