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GossamerWhat one seesmatters not to the other.It matters little,because it does not belong to the other.It belongs to the one with walls that contain,..
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Tandem
everything I have of “you”,
everything I believe of “you”
resides with hope inside my
amber being…
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Wicked Wind
The branches sway
to the rhythm of the day,
and I feel the balmy breeze brush my hair,
slightly wisping across my shoulde..
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ObscuraFair Lady strolls the shore
alone,gentle footfalls as the
waters lap at her feet,purposeful impressions
left,and fade…She moves on in..
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An Ordinary Day
our days are filled with (extra)ordinary “things”
things………………&hel..
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Unspoken
These are not words left unsaid.
These are simply words.
Unknown.
On a blank canvas of alabaster
as solid the stone that m..
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Mine
I don’t feel yours anymore.
Was I ever?
Like a cozy pair of worn-out shoes,
my favorite.
That’s h..
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ExhaleEthereal eternal presence,standing tall against the hushed horizon line.The western sky casts shadows amidst the energy of levied leaves,watchin..
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Firefly
Warm
vernal air
swells
taut around the approaching woodland night.
Puffs
of soft white light
dance
and glow in silence,
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Forbearance…
Waiting…
in the hush of humming fans
and whirling birds.
A clunk-clunk in the distant
distance,
a swish..
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