Vallon Daniels Poems

Who am I to judge others?
To be judged?
To be judged is the decision to precious for those of our kind to even be considered of having,
Who am I to have a family,
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Little boy
Why are you in this house?
This house of pain and suffering.
Why do you watch the flames?
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He is laying down
The night is young
He is praying hard
For the day to be done
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She's dead on her feet
She's been gone
Her soul knocks
But her body never answers
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It's the brightness of his eyes
The heat of his body next to mine
It's the passion behind his grip
His hands caressing my body
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I want to leave
Run away
But to where?
Cross an invisible line that was never there
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A day is a day
But when you are there
It turns to a dream
When you are here
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With you, time stops
Leaving us in an eternity of happiness and pleasure
Without you, the world seems to turn colder,
Harsh,
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The door shuts slowly behind us
Clothes melting off our bodies
Silence
The heat rises
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