The blinds
To the 'Knight'
Upon my word
I tell you faithfully
Through death the whole truth shall be seen
My lady
Your eyes will slay
Beauty stark that shakes
Who I was once serene
The look...
Straight to my heart
A cut quick and clean
From her side, a small look
All that is needed
It is all that took
In death confessions
Are known
My lady my queen
It is just a look
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Hello Sunshine
Hello Sunshine
My eyes are open
Our worlds await
Warming rays, Casting light
Inside my heart
Spacing myself
From pristine sleep
Talking in my ears
Of images left
from my
Forfeiting rest
Telling striking stories
For solving lifes engimas
Giving me strength
To Disperse
Daily labor
I inhale and breath you in
Your warmth fills my bosom
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Rose
Do you Remember me?
I am A Rose of special kind
Wth a craving deeply for your love
Waiting so long to see you....
And now
I give you this
Me, 'My Red 'Rose'
Reach fourth now and graspith it.
Kiss me and hold me.
Tightly
Take me to your Palace
Near your, heart
A Rose of a this kind
Keeps alive
With a Kiss on the pedals,
Close enough
Now, I may drink from your affection.
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Winds
The death of a pen
And loss of study to an unborn line
Death parishes, in just a word
Calling it the 'Grave'
The next light is dawning
A story looks inside a mans soul.
None is more painful than being alone.
The dye colors morning dawn
And spread into grain of sand
Winds rush to throw
In random places
Live and breathes
Life restored words
Death dies
And shuts the graves
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Autumn flame
There is something
In the autumn air
It wakes and stirs feelings unpaired
Of my native blood
In a manner of its warming touch
Hinting to a changing mood
From the distance familure past
Memories pondered a forecast
The scarlet color of changing trees
Leaves shake and make its sounds
Every hill and on the ground
Looks like its in a flame
The wind calls and echos my name
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Old pine
What gifts for passionate lovers
Shall we find
Of flowers
Of books with sufficant verse
Chips sprinkled, of odorous Cedar wood.
Give me young shoots,
Of aromatic orange rind
Saphire colors the sea sand around
The beauty is shimmering the ground
A sweet picture, and aroma arouses our sences
Sented with Lavander faint and fine.
Dried pedals of flowers
Mingled with old pine
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Yellow flowers
She has a little tan face
With yellow high lights
In her hair
Her favorite thing to do
Is dance with the music
Made by the wind
A late bloom -er
Of sort
Time for play is short
Making for her fun loving nature
The kisses she gives away
Only to the bees
Are as sweet as necter
Just like a traveling circus
Soon She will leave
On wintery days
I will miss her
My little sun flower
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Fatague
The mercy for those
Who have loved
On dirty streets failing fatigue
Runs in its course
Is there pity
From those watching
The pain, just a feeling.
Like a dull dagger
While resting.
My throat is strained
there I sit, Speechless
hand put fourth
Begging with those who have nothing.
Confused where does the road fork
Darkness hide direction
The light of the moon speaks,
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The full
Picking the path,
In the haste of walk
Winding around 'hidden shapes ',
And shadows,
As the last strong hold.
Of day.
Losses its grasp.
To night
Mysterious unknown creatures,
Swing past in the dark.
The helpless feelings of fright.
Pushes back security.
As the last strong hold
Of the black.
Turns to indigo ink
A secure feeling condisends.
Neath the light of the full moon.
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Tell me what you see
Tell me your thoughts
When you have no thoughts
Tell me what you see
When your eyes are closed
Tell me if you could read my mind
My thoughts would tell you a tale
Between the lines
Tell me story that is told
Experence the paradise
That is in you
Let me hear your voice
To comfort my ears
Rest deep inside my soul
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