"Dear You,..."

"Dear You,..."

A Poem by Chris
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Self - explanatory"

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"Dear you,..."

Here its always just one-house away -
ya ever really know
I caught my breath - wishing
on the stars you walked beneath
- the ones that always "framed" your eyes
in my soul...

"Dear You,...

You looked so thought-full
at the cafe` today
- your eyes just       lost in the steam
floating away
I almost spoke - I did!
but...
I didn't know what to say
and when I did
know what to say
well, you arose and walked right by...
you had to leave
- and so did I.

"Dear You,..."

I lost some friends
my mouth is so dry the air hurts
but the shaking stopped - finally.
Its a man thing to not be that way
- you KNOW what I mean -
'round the guys.
I can't be me here
I guess I can't be me anywhere...
anymore.
We count the days
like its a prison sentence
and maybe it is
but when we get back -
who lets us out, from here
?

"Dear You..."

Do you know how many drops are in
a glass
of me?

I counted my breaths
as I watched it rain today
...got stuck on three
over-and-over
threethreethree
seems thats the number of me
- the beast
number
is 666 666 666
and mine is 3
three breaths
drips
steps
wishes
where are the falling stars
when the sky is full
of shadows...

"Dear You,..."

Sunlight and rainbows
music echoing so soft inside -
I love the feel
of you -
touching me
fingertips flowing and so lightly molding
all of you
all - of me

You take my breath - away
with each smile
each
look
each kiss just doesn't stop
I feel you so deep inside
so right
inside
I'm kissing me
being kissed by me
being held
I understand being you cause
you're me
and found

I guess by now you KNOW
"I Love You"...

"Dear You,..."

It was the final straw... they took
it
all
away
where do we go?  Where do I go?
Its all so unfair
tried
and tried
I don't understand
just don't understand...

"Dear You,..."

Somethings are still a pain in the -
you KNOW where
and still we always do what we must.
I was looking through some old boxes
in the basement.  Had to sit a bit -
get tired too easy and way too fast.
I found some unopened thoughts,
"Happy Birthday..."
Dear You.

Chris

© 2011 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
October 1st... her lovely, magykal day - remembered. A friend's B'day. All I have that's truly mine is "me"... so I gave some "unopened thoughts".

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Wow.
That is as close as my limited vocabulary allows.
All I can say is Wow.
Amazing read.
Such beauty in your descriptions,
"Dear you,..."

Here its always just one-house away -
ya ever really know
I caught my breath - wishing
on the stars you walked beneath
- the ones that always "framed" your eyes
in my soul...
This was the stanza that had me well up.
The purely raw and vunerable emotion exposed, is just so awe inpiring.


Posted 13 Years Ago


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Geeez Chris, I began reading this, and thought hmmmmm how lovely this is, and how you have formatted this to be an open letter.
What beautiful words and thoughts you have written down.
Then I finished reading and then read your author's note, then tears began to flow. So touching.
What a wonderfully touching piece

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, this went straight from my eyes to my heart! Loved it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Lovely words....

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very beautiful. I think it would benefit being split in two, to help absorb the feelings here

Posted 13 Years Ago


Just enough, I think, to provide a toast! Salud poet!

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very sweetly romantic note is here...

Posted 13 Years Ago


You bring back the sweetness of it all .. I still look for that falling star ...

Jazzy ..........

Posted 13 Years Ago


Thoughts & feelings wash over me reading this... emotions hurt so bad in my chest... tears sting behind my eyes like swords of sorrow... my heart beat echoes of things not meant to be.... moved me... beyond all I know.
Shar

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh my this is beautiful, so open, so raw. Every thought portrayed is sharp, cutting and real. The ending, "I found some unopened thoughts, Happy Birthday..." is fantastic, like you tied the ribbon with your teeth...if you get that. I am beyond moved, beyond impressed and more than delighted to have chosen to read this this evening. Beautiful!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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