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Rediscover

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Hearing your voice,
Made me rediscover:
The wonders of smooth jazz,
How the notes seamlessly,
Easily, twist and turn.
How the double bass,
With it's step ladder pluck,
Eases my soul.
How the saxophone,
Can take my emotions,
And blend them into one
Continuous flow of joy.

Hearing your laugh,
Made me rediscover:
The beauty of sunshine.
How it gives the gift of life,
Of light and growth.
How when I see it,
When I feel its warmth,
I am content and graced.
How its rays turn to my skin,
Bronzes it a soft golden tan,
And leaves tender kisses of health,
To my next few days.

Seeing your face,
Made me rediscover:
The beauty of all forms of art.
How an artist, with his brush,
Uses tone and shade as expression.
How a musicians plays,
With every ounce of himself,
Bearing all to an audience.
How a poet, takes words,
Not for granted, but as gift,
Tools from our cognitive ability,
To share, express, to feel.

Your warm embrace,
Made me rediscover:
Just who I am.
How my loyalty always stands,
For those I care about.
How I'd willing lay down my life,
To save, protect and guarantee,
My loved ones thrive.
How I see the world,
Observe people, watch closely,
To find the inner beauty,
Which all possess

One More Bottle of Wine

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Let's get a bottle of wine and talk about it over dinner,
It's going to be a hard pill to swallow.
I'll have to stick to my guns.

In fact, let's get two bottles of wine, one each,
You will probably hate me for what I'll say.
I've got to, for me, for once, be truthful.

Screw it, let's get a third bottle of wine.
This will be too hard to say without a drink.
I can do this, but I don't know if you can.

Sod it, three bottles of wine, but no dinner,
I don't want to cook.
The truth already fills my mouth,
Already churns my stomach.
Everything is going to change beyond belief.

Right, okay, three bottles of wine,
And we'll talk over the phone.
I can't sit and watch the truth sodomise your heart.
I have to say it out loud though.

Never mind. No Wine. No Dinner. No Phone call.
Just talking, painful, pitiful talking.
About how I can't do this,
It's time to walk away.
Time to leave.

Options

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I'll admit, I'm Picky,
Options don't suit me,
Choices are too many for my liking.
Two, three or over four,
I'm purely indecisive.

Staying is an option,
I'd be at liberty to take,
Should life stop pushing and pulling,
Because I'll be honest,
Leaving is the worst.

I'd say I love him,
But I'd be lying,
Especially when I know how I feel,
But I daren't say,
Life is not that easy.

I'd say I love you,
But my lips won't,
My heart betrays them like that.
The option's there,
My soul thinks so too.

One Last Goodbye

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The ground was meant to be the foundation,
But it swallowed my foundation whole,
Taking the last part of my will.

I could deal with not knowing,
I have my own place for you,
But now it's only
Trepidation in my gut.
No more butterflies,
No more tears.

Was I right?

Is that really where you are?
The real place you lie?
Even though you are in my heart.
I want to crawl beneath the surface world.
For one last goodbye.

No Looking Back

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The roads are winding,
Green fields are forever passing by,
The highest buildings-
Tickling across the skyline.
No. Looking. Back.

New faces meeting kindly,
Old faces repressed and forgotten,
Habits lost with the new face,
Feelings fade in each new place.
No. Looking. Back.

No-one knows, no-one ever will,
It's our secret to keep,
I won't tell and I know you can't,
We'll both take it to our graves.
No. Looking. Back.

Time ran out, sand blew off.
The sun still burns my eyes,
The warmth that wraps you,
Wraps her tightly too.
No. Looking. Back.

I Don’t Want to Sleep

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If I close my eyes,
I'll lose that image,
Your smile will fade.

If the night consumes me,
I'll have to wait again,
Anticipate the morning,
Where I'll be closer again.

If the rest encompasses me,
I'll not be able to feel,
The soft movement of your breath,
The steady rhythm of your heart,
the tenderness of your touch.

If I fall into a dream,
Will I remember you're there?
Will you leave me in the night?
Will I move too far away?
Would you let go of me?
Would I even notice?

If I go to sleep,
Will you still look at me the same?
Would the night become a dream?
Will I still feel the same?
Will you still smile at me?
Will I wake up at home?
Will I still be happy?

I don't want to sleep.
This is the best dream I've had.
It can't stop.

Just Passion

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Your breath, let linger upon my neck,
Your fingers, let trail down my side,
Your tongue, let fire a million nerves,
Your body, let wrap around mine,
Without guilt, without revenge. Just passion

Yourself, let take me to a heaven upon earth,
Your hands, let caring caress me,
Your lips, let lock and dance with mine,
Your voice, let charm and impress me,
Without hate, without sorrow. Just Passion

Your length, let thrust through darkened hours,
Your touch, let explore most elated,
Your words, let enter and plunder,
Your eyes, let see beyond their sights,
Without other cares, without distraction. Just Passion

Not One For Smiling

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He's not the one for smiling,
He loves his darkness so.
Everything a shade of black,
With stains of unwanted heart beats.

He wallows in his own sorrow,
But edges the worst away by blade,
He has a girl, a lover,
He sees collateral, a hostage.

More than a major depressive,
Un-controlled by Prozac, or Clozapine,
Prone to miss a dose,
And not scared to overdose.

He doesn't give a damn,
Tries to defend those around,
But loses his own battle,
Loses his own mind.