

SmokeSmokeSmoke
Tossing love letters into an open fire letting our words burn and twist in snapping flames.
Just a column of wind-whipped smoke Ascends to where you lay sleeping Tears run down.
Our love will be a precious memory Not a stone around my breaking heart Weighing me down.
So much ink on paper, nothing more but so much more as well, beloved I'll never forget.
Arms of warmth and flesh and blood Must replace yours at last, my love I can't stay.
Farewell


That Secret PlaceThat Secret Place Slender beams of yellow light enter this darkened hall as I kneel, always a slave, always a slave, frozen here waiting.That Secret Place
An angelic form wrought in smoke writhes as dust dances in the air, searing my memory-
She's gone
To that secret place
I never tell myself Tears on the wind freeze solid.
I raise my head, crying as she fades once more.
Why do I remain ?
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It's the one with the mail box.....
Are you scared?.......I'M JUST PEACHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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It only gets tighter if you struggle...
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"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
Dr. Seuss (1904 - 1991)
perhaps....
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It only gets tighter if you struggle...
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