Christopher White Poems

Fragile legs,
Like bambi.

Champagnes strong
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The stream of comforting words,
That flow from your lips
Are my guide when I wake.
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Among the streets of fire,
Where metal monsters roam,
Melancholy Molly
Dreams of the life she'd known.
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I hope to see you all
At the end of the day.
In the heaven's light,
Your faces will glow
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In these violent dreams,
That do repeat
These silents sounds
Make my spirit weep.
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Hatred is a breath of air, never fresh,
Breathed by those who can never, endeavour
To see a life celebrated, or world rejoiced
As hell is all they see, change is all they fear.
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Her softened fingers were touched
By her sleeping tongue
And the candle was silenced
As room filled with smoke.
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I will cleanse my soul in this rapture
To replace the agony of a thousand goodbyes,
Spoken by the memories of you.
In another world,
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Your heartbeat resounds
Softly in my ear
And makes me smile,
More than I ever knew
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The stream of comforting words,
That flow from your lips
Are my guide when I wake.
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