Frank Witte Poems

I am in that certain mood that makes you wonder;
Is it bad, is it good, by feelings torn asunder?
The night has fallen, the skies are clear,
silence reigns and... stars peek away in the distance.
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Around me this world was grey,
the sun’s piercing made unfit
by clouds of haze and dismay
that left all experience unlit.
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The words you have written burn in a fiery glow
How it feels to receive them, I shan't ever know.
The fire once lit in the hidden depths of my soul
leaves nothing but ashes and a dream beyond recall.
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I wish you sweetdreams and a soothing sleep,
stars high above you, a close watch they'll keep.
From a distance of many miles across the sea,
I will send you the best of thoughts I can find in me.
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And my eyes follow your sweetened lips,
along the gentle lines of your nose.
As in the warm floodlights your face glows,
under the bridges pass a few more ships.
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In my mind I see traces of dawn on your face,
caressing you in your sleep.
In my mind these images spawn without a trace,
sourcing inside somewhere deep.
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Your name is on my lips at the first light of dawn,
and by the time the last rays of starlight are gone,
my mind still moves under memory's soothing spell
of words, gestures and an evening spent well.
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Amidst my imaginary merry feast
suddenly the room went silent.
The peace turned malevolent,
and song of birds went to pass.
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From all the miracles that happen before noon,
and all the mysteries between dusk and dawn
None is greater than you, the smiles you spawn,
in my moments of despair you always speak, June.
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She's watching beautiful skies,
birds singing, closing her eyes.
An airplane passing up on high
she's enjoying harmony in mind.
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