I dream with my eyes open
Of the life I wish to live
And myself, I must believe
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If you know
The chasm between yearning and reality
You’d know there are days, very little bridges
The dark valley
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Her ghost passed unnoticed
Craving tenuous form
She gave up so quickly
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Sometimes our thoughts chase each other
Like dust devils, twirling
Growing with harried friction.
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I hug myself
Waiting for relief
Empty arms, long for sleep
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Do you really feel anything for me?
Or am I just an afterthought to your affections
Familiarly there, tolerated like old furniture
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I like poems that are
Technically flawed, imperfectly unique
When everything doesn’t rhyme
To convention, and there are
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The sounds of the sea are now so far away,
I strain to hear the never-ending waves come in,
At this distance, all I hear is my imagination,
Magnifying the wind, as it rushes by this emptiness.
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Was it just a one night stand?
Did we just use each other?
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Let me come to you, freely
Sharing what is most precious.
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