Wake up call

Sorry I'm not down like you
listen man
I've got better things to do
you're a longed faced cat
with a grinning frown
talking like you're a jester's clown
but time will tell
when deeds are done
and the talley is added
if you're sick or well
so your transmissions are jammed up
and your wires are crossed
the pictures are blurred on memory
telescreens
turbulent currents of emotions
jumbled and tossed
toiled and turned
love is drawn from drunkard's potions
your eyes are glossed over
as anger's fires start to burn
the bells start ringing in your head
and decadently you rise from bed

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Even Then

Time does not bring relief, you all have lied
who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
the old snows melt from every mountainside,
and last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
but last year's bitter loving must remain
heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
to go, so with his memory they brim,
and entering with relief some quiet place
where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "there is no memory of him here!"
and so stand stricken, so remembering him,
even then...

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Wash away the past

Wash away the past
with tears of joy
for the many hurts
and countless laughs
with loves and loved ones
for a life lived fully
one day at a time

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Fathom

In all my dreams
I am the girl
awaiting the return
of her fathom,
Hawaiian lover
He comes to me
in the darkness of the night
and the smell of him
is like fresh Macadamia nuts
and I taste his tongue
tart like fresh Pineapple
sharp to the senses
He enters my body
of my dreams
his black curly hair
massed on his forehead
and I run my hands through
his trophies hanging down
between his legs
which leap towards love
his body is tan and sweet
loins dark as a tree
he speaks in such a hushed voice
like the soft wind blowing
I wind and unwind
my legs around him
as if I could hold
him to me forever
in my dream
My scent of Jontue
rises to meet his senses
my eyes fish for his
and my mouth reaches
for the taste of him
while he makes love to me
in the moonlight
of my dreams
yes, I dreamed of you again
.... last night.

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Dreams Exalted

I could never fly
with two feet planted
looking at the ground
instead of at the sky
too deeply rooted
holding myself down
until wings untied
and dreams exalted
turned my world around

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Marking Time

Each day a new beginning
regardless of how we mark the time
some days are good forgetting
others joyful and sublime

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Love Alone

Remembering the times
you pulled me down
and laid me upon
the carpeted ground
and you would tongue
the soul of me
until I was lost
on your endless sea
of passion's ebb and tide
and all that was
locked up inside
would be unloosened
from my heart
and all my defenses
would depart
but I was wronged
when your love did end
and now on whom
can I depend?
If this love of ours
wasn't real
then what is this
that I still feel
or maybe it's the way
I must atone
to love you still
but to love alone...

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