Open Poetry #19 |
midnight dreams and daytime fantasies |
desperado Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 312FT Hood,Tx |
it's midnight once again and you're not here to hold my body is sore without you there's no one to keep me warm for all the nights I held you your body and scent were my food and wine everything ages with time your memories get longer and your scent becomes stronger still you grow with me aware of the darkness in me you see the shadows I try to hide the tosses and turns on my misbegoten ride being the person I am and the one I try to be you stay for the person that I can never see I'm the one in the middle always trying to be more I do what I can to keep myself of the floor it's in my midnight dreams and daylight fantasies that I see the good and ignore my discrepancies and it's those times that I see what you see those are the times I'm happy with who I must be People demand freedom of speech to make up for the freedom of thought which they avoid. --Soren Kierkegaard |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Desperado, I like the discovery of you in this write. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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J. K. Mitchell Member
since 2002-01-12
Posts 311GA |
WOW... This is great. When you look at yourself through someone elses eyes you see yourself a totally different way. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Excellent writing...James |
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