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Poetry 3
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I would dance on the stars forever
With the moon as my nightlight
I would swim to the bottom of the deepest, darkest ocean
To find the buried treasure beneath
I would fly with the birds
Through the thickest, most sacred rainforest
I would smile the brightest smile
From my innermost heart and spirit
If there was only some way
That you could be mine
Chaotic waves
Thrash through my dreams
The darkest ocean
Envelops me
As I struggle to find the Sun
Calming waves
Bring a peace to the Sea
Of my mind
As I bathe in the glistening rays
Of the bright sunlight
A silent scream
Echoes in the shadows of darkness
The image of someone falling into Despair
Glides through your memory
As a tear falls
For another soul lost
Drops of sunlight
Sparkle in the morning
A perfect painting
Of a world filled with color
That creates the glow
Of a flawless dream
Peering through a thick Glass window
To the confused world outside
Wondering when the time will come
To find the meaning
Behind it all
Always wishing to be free
From the shackles
That tie me up inside
And prevent me
From walking through the Glass
A single aroma
Brings back the scent of the sweet summer air
Triggers memories of a fearless Love
Creates the warmth of arms holding tight
And recollects the feeling of soft raindrops
Against her cheek
If you should gaze upon me
And never find me fair
Please be kind
If you should follow me
But grow tired
Please do not walk Away
If you should remain honest
But never divulge your secrets
Please share
If you should find me lovely
Yet never fall in love with me
Please return my broken heart
Letters written
Filled with words afraid to be spoken
Love scared to step out
Into the harsh weather
Afraid of being crushed
But the bold Love perseveres
And overcomes the hardships
Finally able to dance in the Sunlight
*Dedicated to B.L. and G.D.
I wish you could see with my eyes
The scared heart
Afraid to beat for life
For love
You close your eyes
And I see a world inside
Unlike any other universe
I wish you could see with my eyes
The pot of gold at the end
12 black umbrellas
Huddled in a mass
Painfully shrouding the sun
From reaching the grass
An ending connected to a beginning
No one understands
And perhaps never will