David Whalen Poems

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Fog gathers round,
without a sound
Forms auras about the streetlights
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Curious mixture
of satin and steel
A mysterious melange
of Mylar and lace
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<center>There are traces of the sun
In your smile
Sparkle of the stars
In your eyes
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<center>Inconsequential grain of sand
No less a star upon the strand
Than nebulas,
in the Heavens grand
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Should I die today
T'would be no more
Than a return to stardust
A trip through the cosmos
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<center>Butterfly kisses
Are what I like
And I'd rather be
Kissin' butterflies I S'pose
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You've always been
And always will be
The be-all and end-all
To me
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Seems like this life
Is takin' forever…
Yet time passes by
In the blink of an eye
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<center>Tryin' not to think of you
Tryin' not to …
with all my might
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