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thoughts
Winter is coming.
Silently with chapped lips and
breath in the cool air.
But, I think I'll finish this
half-baked thought later
when winter has come and gone.
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Ghost
Once a sweet violet syrup of passion,
now the bitter acid of indifference.
Once a giddiness like rays of sun on your lips in the spring,
now a cold careless ghost of the past.
I indulged in the newness, -
Floating
My head is in the sky with those puffy white clouds of giddiness and
A foggy understanding of what is to come is all that inhabits my brain.
My skin is warmed by hot star energy and the smile pulling at the corners of my lips -
You
Knowing you was bittersweet
purple wildflowers on my tongue.
Knowing you was bright
sunshine on my face.
Knowing you was fleeting--
the breeze floating through my hair.
Knowing you was chaos-- -
Fingers Crossed
Sitting at this rickety old wooden table,
I can see the sunshine flickering off
the burbling brook below my house.
The fall-deadened trees sway and rustle in
the sweet spring air as fat gray squirrels -
I Miss That
I miss you,
like the soft sand between my toes,
the water rushing over my feet,
the wind stinging my cheeks on moonless nights,
the waving four leaves that marked my luck,
the melting snow down my back,