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You're the open air when I take a breath
I can feel an arm in the crook of mine
When the sky is low and the stars are high
We together can never look more fine
'Cause the blue is blue and new green is Spring
Summer kindred grew inside your heart and made me sing
Every note I hear and still fill my lungs
By the warmest phrase from the stars I've hung
In come the whitest cold
And snowy hills have rolled
A freeze to kill the heartstrings rung
But by your side because you are
I am undone
Mountains echo me when I call your name
Into letterbox will I send this way
Lovely symbol hearts and describe the path
You have found a road right into my brain
Like a dampened coat I will wear in storm
You have glued yourself into the fabric of my form
But never once I sick to be in this place
Just the two of us in this world away
Without the light of day
Bygone the memories fade
Apart from time to waste I say
With last of me the best of me
Is you today
In come the whitest cold
Try stopping arms I hold
With love like fire burn brightly where
We are alone and none can know
But live out there
Suns explode in plates colours in their edge
Guide the map I made on the moment's ledge
Always keeping true in the slightest arc
To find out the joy you unknowing are
To find out the joy
Happiness I employ
With all the love we share
I can feel an arm in the crook of mine
When the sky is low and the stars are high
We together can never look more fine
'Cause the blue is blue and new green is Spring
Summer kindred grew inside your heart and made me sing
Every note I hear and still fill my lungs
By the warmest phrase from the stars I've hung
In come the whitest cold
And snowy hills have rolled
A freeze to kill the heartstrings rung
But by your side because you are
I am undone
Mountains echo me when I call your name
Into letterbox will I send this way
Lovely symbol hearts and describe the path
You have found a road right into my brain
Like a dampened coat I will wear in storm
You have glued yourself into the fabric of my form
But never once I sick to be in this place
Just the two of us in this world away
Without the light of day
Bygone the memories fade
Apart from time to waste I say
With last of me the best of me
Is you today
In come the whitest cold
Try stopping arms I hold
With love like fire burn brightly where
We are alone and none can know
But live out there
Suns explode in plates colours in their edge
Guide the map I made on the moment's ledge
Always keeping true in the slightest arc
To find out the joy you unknowing are
To find out the joy
Happiness I employ
With all the love we share
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In With A Bang
These scavengers know how to place their explosives, do they not? I suppose dashing through the mines fast as can be was worth a shot… Fortunately our company made it through without any scars, Unfortunately she may decide the stone is hers and not ours. Brash and fearless with intuition sharper than almost any I’ve seen; The warrior’s roots in her ancestry are far-reaching and green. I may, however, have used the word “ally” for her too soon; She seems more interested in making you look like a goon. But I’ve also witnessed unlikely bonds be formed over time, And when it happens the feeling washing over is more than sublime! As for here and now, the best we can do is carefully roam And when the moment is just right make a move for the stone. Deceitful for a hero, you say? Oh if you matched my age You would know righteousness cannot shine on every page. Are you not still a human with needs that must be appeased, Needs that if met will leave the rest of your kind pleased? Use these
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Bid Adieu
And so we sit, side by side yet worlds apart, in this barren room so dim. While you sever strings of the guitar, once your cherished hymn, I stain the canvas with the devil's rose, each petal inked in grim, Together yearning for this saga's dusk, to reach the final rim. They whisper of butterflies, messengers of love, of joy so bright, Yet those you bestowed upon me gnawed at my being, devoid of light, And the love you vowed, a mirage, far from genuine sight, So let this eve be the curtain's fall, ending our plight. So bid adieu, let's part ways, and start anew, cutting ties with the knife-
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Originally written on April 17, 2015. I rediscovered something, and had to put that memory down. Hope you enjoy, and maybe say some of this to your own rays of sunshine?
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