Keith Michael Poems

its a maze of astounding proportions. if you don't have all day you surely will want to skip it. the green shrubs that tower to the sky, the sun shining through just enough to light the path, the only thing you can see ahead of you is dirt so rough that it wants to keep you muddled and hold you there forever. lets do a tap-dance around it, so intricate that we have no choice but to continue on together and i haven't been this close to you in a long time. odd what brings us together, a field, and and how it feels when we shake.
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my love for you, well, its come and gone. the sea has dried up, the animals have all left, and i have flown south with the birds for the winter. the trees don't whisper your name to me anymore, and i don't see your name written on every wall when i wake up. The sun doesn't shine through and i don't see your shadow on the hardwood floor.
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when we are broken why can't we fix it, I've tried all of the tools and read all of the directions. and nothing seems to work my dear. give me a hand with this and maybe both of us can complete it together. have i told you what beautiful eyes you have. and the face you make when you sleep gives me strength to sit up and smile in the morning. being empty isn't just when your not here, its when i don't hear your voice.
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can you stay, just for tonight, with me and my bed. i am not safe, they're out to get me and want to take my night. there comes a ticking every so often, that prevents me from sleeping. all i ask is that you go see what it is, it would make me feel more comfortable dear.
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light up the sky and we ride to the sunset, get an upclose look at the beauty first hand, hold it and imagine yourself in my constant company. building buildings to tear them down and reconcile our first wishes. empires were born under us, and we ruled, our rules written for history to patch our work together, piece by piece, to complete the puzzle of our lives together.
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when you write what comes to your head, its normally nothing good, but if you write what you feel in your heart, it can be the most rewarding.
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