Beth Bailey

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Smoldering ashes of a long forgotten fire
Stirred with stick of wanton desire
The flame first blue, then red, then white
It burns too hot and reason takes flight
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You stood me up.
And you don't even offer an excuse.
I call. You don't answer.
Your texts on New Year's Eve stopped the moment I said
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A heavy weight pressing down on my shoulders
Head hanging, limp hands, shallow breaths,
Tired eyes that stare at nothing
Numb to touch
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'Those are hello kisses, not goodbye kisses.'

Maybe, so. But we only have a stolen moment to express both.
How can you give a lifetime of love within the span of a few dear minutes?
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Thursday chimes Hello, so good to hear from you

Friday says I'm sorry for the pain that you've been through
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I can imagine what it would be like to finally be alone with you

To see the warmth of your smile
Feeling it envelop my soul
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If I can't be with you,
What will become of my heart?
Will it burst from the pressure of loves' blood that is not allowed to flow?
Should not this sanguine elixir nourish the body as well as the soul?
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Waiting with bated breath
Butterflies flit and fall like winged acrobats
The scent of yellow roses permeat the air
September's long shadow creeps....creeps...creeps
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Sometimes, during the monotony of the day,
A thought will ascend from somewhere hidden,
And break to the surface of my conscious mind.
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Don't wanna feel
Don't wanna feel
Take a pill
Take a pill
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Love.....
A painful cut to the soul that bleeds pools of hope.
And hope is a sticky liquid in which we get mired.
Swim in it too long and you will find yourself in the deep-end with no ladder out.
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After too many years, and too many miles apart,
I touch down into your world.
Searching for you in the crowd, sudden recognition brings a smile,
first to you, then to me.
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Staring blankly at nothing as lonesome thoughts invade my peace,
I glance over at you, forever captured on celluloid.
You're smiling; a candy cane peeks out of your shirt pocket.
As if you didn't know you only had 6 more months to live.
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Beth Bailey Biography

All of my poems are inspired by one person....he knows who he is.)

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Old Flame

Smoldering ashes of a long forgotten fire
Stirred with stick of wanton desire
The flame first blue, then red, then white
It burns too hot and reason takes flight
Lips that love and lie to one
Whisper goodnight when day is done
Should I ever kiss your cheek in sun's light
Every wrong will be turned to right

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