TP Sage Poems

She carries morning's first light
Beauty that opens my eyes
Lifting the day from the night
Chasing the dark from my skies.
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If she had followed you forever
lost herself in her obsession
would you have eventually decided
to let her be
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If a lover's heart breaks apart
Disintegrating into dust
If our bravest sons turn and run
Steel will corroded by fear's rust
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She comes to me
under muted moonlight,
walking barefoot
leaving fragile footprints
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The morning sun would dim with shame
and all the dreamers waken.
The grasses would shed their dewy tears
if I could write a love poem.
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I don't believe
I ever really knew
what you meant to me,
what I meant to you.
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You were
the last thought I had last night
before I shut my eyes.
Then I dreamt of you
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You left
Now in the misting light
I wait.
Shadowed thoughts
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I want to open my eyes to music
and close them just the same.
I want to laugh at all my troubles
and never shed a tear in shame.
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Where were you
when I walked lightly
through the winter rain?
My summer skin was covered
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