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Dreamer.wav

You appeared several times Read more »

Sleepy Secrets.wav

Wrapped in a cozy blanket; Read more »

Dollhouse.wav

Just a sad tear Read more »

Happily Ever After.wav

I'm not perfect

Empty Promises.wav

I promised myself that I wouldn't miss you.

Dancing Shoes.wav

Each breath I breathe in Read more »

Valentine.wav

I wouldn't mind staying here for a while Read more »

Dreaming.wav

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Love Sick.wav

I have a difference to make
in your life and mine;
your fingers walk
the narrow steps of my spine.

You place your hand there
where my heart beats fire;
the pause in the air
is sick with coughing battle wounds tired.
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Close.wav

Did you know

that when you step so close,

I breathe in

the scent of you,

and want to climb inside your skin?

I want to slip

Between your lips

And sit;

And slide between your arms

And entangle myself in your fingertips.

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Thirst.wav

Each individual muscle throbbed; Read more »

Empty Handed.wav

I chose you

and you left me in the dust

kicked up by horse hooves

and empty lust.

Just because you decide

I'm not the one for you,

does that mean I must

be left empty handed too?

It seems I'm the only one

who can lose at this game;

but you just move on,

wake up the next day feeling the same.

The kite sailed off in the sky

with its tail strewn

and I held on all Summer,

when I should have let go in June.

Sundays.wav

The change of pace on Sundays
keeps time to the words on the pages of books
snuggled up in the comforters.
It is in the breaths of the snowflakes
which are slow to fall to the ground.
The steam cresting the tea mug
reminds me not of the hours
wide awake all of Saturday, Read more »

The Looking Glass.wav

They say guys fall in love with what they see
and girls with what they hear
but everything about you
is beautiful crystal clear.

You are mysterious,
but like a diamond you’ve got class
and you don’t let everyone see you
through a magnifying glass.
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Silver Lining.wav

I wipe the raindrops away from the windshield
and the teardrops away from my eyes;
the weather is predicted to rain today;
it’s really no surprise.

I’ll stare at the window watching the droplets race
dreaming of better days
when the sunlight will be so bright
that through closed eyelids I’ll see the rays.
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Dropping Heartbeat.wav

The temperature is dropping
And so is my heartbeat.
This isn't something funny
Or kind or cute or sweet.
My lungs take short breaths of frost
While you carelessly exhale heat.  Read more »

Poetic License.wav

They say I have a poetic license
So I can drive how I want.
I think I will park my metaphorical
Car right out front.

The key is in the engine
And I am ready to start.
Let's make sure that I

Don't tear the wheels apart.

Insomnia.wav

I pull the sheets over my head

because the nightmares are back

underneath my bed.

The hours of the night are endless.

The sheep I was counting ran away

leaving me friendless.

Sleepy breaths and snores are far away;

I want to hold you close, but you won't be

back another day.

Memories tickle and awaken my skin

the good and the bad leave my 

sleeping hours thin.

I turn and I toss;

guilt is a tumult and

I'm at loss.

These are sleeping hours of waking sorrow;

I was tired today and yesterday and now I'll be

tired tomorrow.

Message in a Bottle.wav

I was on the beach
to find a piece of me
but instead I found
a piece of you.

It wasn’t what I was
searching for,
but it was still
a dream come true. Read more »

I couldn't feel as my fingertips froze;

I couldn't even feel my toes;

I couldn't feel you move close;

I couldn't feel the tip of my nose.

I couldn't feel my cheeks flush;

I couldn't feel my skin blush;

I couldn't feel my blood rush;

I couldn't feel your soft touch.

I couldn't feel my fingertips;

I couldn't feel the frost's bitter nips;

I couldn't feel or come to grips

that all I could feel was your lips.

I could only feel your lips pressed on mine.

I couldn't feel anything but that, and that felt just fine.

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Spinning jenny, spinning jenny;

she called it star spinning,

falling backwards into the field

and into the night.

Dizzy laughter and giggles

spilled from her lips.

Some call her crazy,

but she isn't, not really;

she was just a curious spirit, 

spinning revolutions

finding her place in the sky.

Steam engine, steam engine,

they say horsepower is what feuls him

and his eyes.

He has a hot temper

and rushed smoke in his eardrums.

Some call him crazy,

but it's not his fault, not really,

his childhood was nothing he could escape from

and now he's burning inside out.

Cotton gin, cotton gin,

she was caught in gin;

just a trap in the wine cellar.

The bubblies went to her head;

she was forgetting with every sip;

becoming lighter, closer to flying.

Some call her crazy,

she had such a future ahead of her,

but she didn't, not really

because she couldn't let go

of all that held her in her past.

I could absolutely not live without a pen.

I may not need a paper,

or the canvas of my arm,

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I'm just a daydreaming girl

with no sense of direction.

North, South, East, West;

which way is the best?

Days lie before me,

leaving me excited but still disoriented.

North, South, East, West;

backwards progress on this quest.

I fear I'll make wrong choices;

I want happiness, not regret.

North, South, East, West;

my heart aches beating through my chest.

My arrow's compass diappeared

as I lost myself in this mess.

North, South, East, West;

in what life goals will I invest?

No one's around to answer my questions

or at least give me directions.

North, South, East, West;

Wrong paths leave me second guessed.

A never ending climb

on steep, upward stairs.

North, South, East, West;

My frazzled veins prove to be stressed.

Passion dragged me like a dog

to the ground, away from what I knew.

North, South, East, West;

Playing it safe won't pass this test.

Control is an issue, 

but is letting go the solution?

North, South, East, West;

Not looking before leaping, have I progressed?

Aching pressure, now I can't

start off where I left.

North, South, East, West;

Fear and worry make my time pressed.

My eyes close for me,  Read more »

I don't know what there iS lefT

to say to you, 

but I hope one day we wiLL get the chance

to sort this mess out.

LOng days pass, and i just wish that

eVErything turned out differentlY.

This Open ended sentence

is driving me crazy.

If I never Utter another word to you again,

I just want you to know:

He traces the words

with his fingers

to follow along with the story.

His eyes intently linger

taking in every word;

reading between the lines.

He traces the footprints

with his toes

stopping for a moment in this fast-paced life

to check the reality of what he actually knows.

Staring at the horizon, his big dreams seemed so small;

just another drop in the ocean.

She traced the fading words

in the stone,

the few words that prove

she's all alone.

The scarce words in loving memory can't compare

to what it was like to have him there.

She traces her collarbone

with her fingertips

thinking back to better days

of when her skin glowed and her smile beamed.

She hides secrets with every inhaled breath;

nothing is ever really what it seems.

He traces the scent

with his nose;

the dog sniffed the dirt

matching the smell with her clothes.

A hero in charge of finding the lost,

returning all to those with fingers crossed.

She traced her faint shadow

in the ground.

She's lost and has no hope

of being found.

After wandering in circles, so it appeared,

she stayed put, breathing fear, hoping someone would find her here.

I will bat my eyelashes
and toe tip to your kisses.

I will run into the street
and look back to see you chase me.

I will point at the moon
and you will name all the stars for us. Read more »

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