When it’s just you and me
The noise stops.
In this world that belongs to us,
We get to be unfiltered.
Driven but need.
The need to succumb to passion, pleasure, to be seen, and known.
Which world is real?
Do we fake the rest of our lives?
Who truly sees?
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Known or Unknown
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Fabrication
You entered my world.
Wanted to know more.
Layers, you wanted more.
Deeper conversations.
Hanging on my words.
Needing my opinion.
You came for me.
That’s the thing about authenticity, it exposes the depths of disingenuous.
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Giving Way to Shine.
If I were just darkness, I would be afraid of me too.
Someone whose dark and light live side by side.
Shining gloriously that even a flicker sparks someone to seek it out.
The Shadows there to cloak and protect.
Taking over for the Light to radiate cascading illumination ethereally.
I would be terrified that the dark would burn for Me to Shine too.
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Moments to Memories
Moments turn to memories.
Outside of being a mother, my most cherished moments are of moments spent with You..
Ones drowning in your scent.
Echoing of your laughter.
Consumed in your passion.
I can hear you in my head.
I can be looking out the window and see your hands intertwined with mine, me underneath you.Transported back to being Yours.
Remembering you putting a blanket over me rubbing my legs in your lap while I rest my head on your shoulder.
Carrying me down the hallway and placing me on your bed.
Your words I cling to them.
Those moments burned inside of my mind, heart, and soul.Always
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Time Hasn’t Changed That
Your words are still the ones I need to give me strength. Your number is still the one I want to call immediately. Your voice the one that calms the storm brewing inside me. Shining so bright and brilliant to me. Your impact in my life, the gravity you carry my guiding force and a mirror to all my wounds. Becoming a need inside me that ignites me to be alive when you are present in my life. Time goes by and you are still my one phone call.
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Beautiful Lessons
You never chose me.
Not in ways that counted.
I, willing to sacrifice for moments.
I suppose the truth is I never chose myself.
If I had, moments of happiness would have not been so costly when the emptiness set it.
You never chose me because I didn’t show you value.
That is a form of love.
Seeing the value in the lesson you taught me.
For that I am grateful.
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Treasure
I found my love for nature deepen a little more.
My laughter increase.
Time spent always an Adventure.
My connection to myself began to flourish.
I learned what it’s meant to be held and have someone in my corner.
Wiping my tears, my heart you nurious.
Listening to me sing Taylor.
Joining along.
Always protecting.
Running a bath.
Rubbing my feet.
Dancing around silly and leading me on a new path.
Talking about life all night long.
You gave me my smile back.
You know my favorite song.
Taking care of me.
Making me eat.
Always so proud of anything I achieve.
You are the sun.
I am the moon.
Always shining brightly, since time has begun.
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Soaring Alone
She was wounded.
Her wings weak.
He offered crumbs in the form of connecting.
It wasn’t what she hoped for, but it was all that was given.
Slowly she gained strength.
From his temporary affection and illusion she matters.
His crumbs came and went. Sometimes more nurturing to fill in the months of starvation.
Setbacks and weight loss, signs of impending death.
She had to get back on her feet.
Gathering food; cold and alone.
She got stronger, no longer barely holding on.
The crumbs still came from time to time.
But she learned to soar she learned to provide.
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Quiet Release
I felt the shift,
But I have felt it before.
This time was quite different.
I don’t feel attached anymore.
Dreams have stopped; no more you running through me head.
I am not replaying conversations or thinking of words unsaid.
The constant reminders or any of you, the need to see your name come through.
No tears, or anger.
No sorrow and grief.
Just a prayer that you are happy.
I don’t check, or ask, look to see.
I asked God to take care of you, that’s enough for me.
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I Didn’t Fall
I didn’t fall in love. No, I didn’t fall.
I came alive in love, and it felt like recall.
Loving you feels like remembering who I am,
A soul revived, no longer numb to the pain.
The fog in a dark forest lifts, slowly,
Opening up the sky, and my heart follows.
Darkness is illuminated by the moon’s guiding light,
After over 40 years of cold and numbing life, had I won the fight?
My soul felt yours, familiar, safe, yet untamed,
A connection that sparked, and my heart was reclaimed.
I didn’t fall in love. No, I didn’t fall.
I came alive in love, and I stood tall.
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