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Memories at midnight
Called forth at that ungodly hour by a whisper tail of a lie that caught me off guard.
Washed over me anew like a fresh spring cascading from a mountain cliff
The hope that died a thousand deaths just died a thousand and one
Sleep betrayed me with your essence winding around my senses
Midnight ghost of a lover long left
I still feel your hollow in my bed as if you'd always been there
Even though the true warm of your body never rested upon it.
Just an undying whim
A needy grab at the air of you
And I shame to admit this heart has no standards
Because you are none of any thing good but so desperately pretty
My beautiful destruction for what I wish most, I'm most afraid to claim
So, on with forgetting
May it happen one day soon.
Intense! I hope your hope is
Intense! I hope your hope is born anew. I love.
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they just never fail to move me. ssmoothie.. just wow. wow. and here in my feeble mind i thought i would visit after over a year and that poets would not move me. hahhahhaha! stay sweet and silly, and keep getting those powerful feelings out here. one of my favs here on pp.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "