Adrian Thomas Poems

In one day of those days when perhaps you wanted me
I, perhaps, wanted you.
In one day of those days when perhaps you needed me
I, perhaps, needed you.
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The Swallows fly high this evening
Chasing bugs.
For those little things they dart in changing directions;
Rise up, plummet.
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Dear Dad, if you only knew

That I grew up to be just as you.
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Coldblack. Windbreath. Rainspatter.
Flows.
Wraithlight, shadowlight. Liquidtouch.
Bodywarmth.
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Under a Spring sun
An orchid blooms not to fade
With seasons passing
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I can switch my phone off silent now.
No further need to hide those messages;
Of assignations, those confirmations.
Those moment messages sometimes
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