Whether moth to flame Or drawn in like fly to shit You captivate me
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
I want you Out of my head Out of my heart I want your memory To leave me be
One year ago We were nearly lovers One year ago The closest of friends One year ago
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
You were more Than yourself For me You were A reason
In this life We have moments Both good and bad We have them all But the best moments
Blessed to see Even momentarily To touch The greatest of heights reached by two people of one mind
The million incandescent bulbs that line Gibbs St from Barrett Place to Main go out just after midnight. Stragg… smokers sit or stand in the alley
I want to hate you I want to blame you For all the pain In my heart I want to hate you
For an instant I touched it Greatness was upon me I wonder Do you know it?
I have been proud I have considered myself wise I have thought that I was Far above The failures of others
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
A powerful master Frequently cloaked Obscured by half truths Demands masked as duty Though there is nothing lovely in…