Michael DeVries

I sit here now
alone with my thoughts,
shivering, half-clad,
under a moon, half-lit
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I sit here now and stare at the sky,
but my mind does not follow my eye
It roams freely from here to and fro
and even I know not where it might go
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That feel of your kiss he’ll not soon forget
But his joy at that moment, now tinged with regret
He leaves the house now, your taste still on his lips
His thoughts somewhere else, not watchful, he slips
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Today I wished
I wished that I could call you
see you
talk to you
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This day, this night,
I’ve been in the direst straits
I have ever seen.
As the day progressed
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Every day this battle is fought
joy and sorrow rage within me
but sorrow prevails.
The beast suddenly, violently
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You were beautiful tonight.
I hope you will not take offense
but as we sat and talked,
I watched those soft pink lips
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I am lying here prone
thinking in my bed all alone.
I strain for sleep but it allows me not into its fold
so I lie awake here, wondering, in the cold
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Everyone around slumbers,
yet I lie awake
wondering how the color had left my world.
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You catch my eye from across the room
I notice the way your golden hair carelessly falls across your face
and the smile you give me
quickly gives rise to one of my own
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The stars and the bright, steady moonrise
I see reflected in the calm lake and her eyes
Feeling the warmth of her body next to mine
as we lie close, watching the starlit skyline
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The rapids shall dry
the forests decay
e’en the mountains one day will fade
ground to dust by the juggernaut that is time
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