The sun rises
A reminder of the cold day to come
And still you are not here
The view is breathtaking
But it has no allure
When I cannot share it with you
The wind is calm
And sings of your return
Yet you do not appear on the horizon
Instead, I am left stranded
Alone on the dock
Waiting to see your sails
There are no storms
There is no rain
Nature does not notice your absence
Tears well as I wait
And reality seeps in
You're not coming home.
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Leaving Opuss. I'm not gonna make a big fuss. Just saying… …Bye.
Fear, gripping me. Questions, overwhelming me. Where did I go. I never planned on leaving, yet I'm no longer here. I've been replaced. Overcome. By a stranger I wish I'd never met. Pain. The new me.
The night is eating our moon. And the candles will burn over soon. Silence is a deafening sound. And shadows dancing all around. The clouds will cough and then they'll weep.
And from a dream came out a dream No one ever heard a dragon sing Magical things aren't what they seem A coin is bigger than its wing.
From a remote place. Came the beauty. With finesse and grace. And she had a duty. To share what she had felt. As if she made a pledge. And beauty she had dealt. And put us on an edge.
With you, if I fall in love Poems from my heart would leak You'll be drawn in a masterpiece And to generations it will speak..
As I laid my head on the blanket embroidered with silver lines on darkest blue I sucked the air into my nose and felt wings split the skin on my back.
I see dark days and rain, I see people walk past that street corner every day And even look twice at that poor man sitting on the side Saying to him self 'I used to be you' In my suit and shirt and...
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