Viola Grey Poems

Do I really have to leave a light on for you,
are you not clever enough to find your way
after another long night.
And what do you mean you can't read my mind
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Show me that smile
I long to devour,
licking lips hover
for just one kiss.
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Tapping on the cold mirror
of my soulless window,
you call me into the night.
Willingly, stupidly, I follow-
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There's a crashing in my ears,
having conversations with my soul,
asking unanswerable questions
of a weary resolve.
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Given another moment
to retreat those lies
would you again whisper
her name.
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Sleep, that unwanted dream,
where Angels drown your wings
in muddy puddles of unwanted tears,
in flames of forgotten fears.
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Come, take my hand
as we dance within walls
pitch black with lonliness,
to a deafening tune
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So pure, white, cold,
solid to fingertips.
Warmth exudes his touch
but freezes on contact.
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Holding hands with misery
we walk through mist
heading towards
nowhere.
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Although you cradle gently,
wanting you has altered me
like a leaf, falling from it's branch
upon a solid oak tree.
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