Kewayne Wadley Poems

A tearful symphony, the sound of your voice,
Once happy, full of glee,
Now a bitter stinch, that stings the senses,
In my heart, I still hear the symphony of your voice, proud,
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Tonight,
As the clouds filled the air,
I listened as your heart echoed through your voice,
I listened as with each thump of your heart,
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In a Blur,
I didn't need you,
We threw our words back and forth,
Were we ever really quiet,
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We we're but two clouds that loved, Continuous,
In every waken way,
Two shapes that came together as one,
A quick rush of emotion,
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Your lips,
Naked to the taste,
Should they expect, nothing in return,
Covered in candy flavor floral,
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I told her lips,
Before the next second came as quickly as it rushed,
That I'd wear them as my reflection,
The very reason I'd live for,
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Under his rule,
The Pharaoh saught fruit from a tree which wasn't his,
She would become all that he had,
As she to him, disrobed, with gold bracelets falling to the ground like shackles,
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In your absence,
The thought of you occurs,
Meeting the sun at the highest point in the sky,
I think of your smile,
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We stood on the corner for hours, me and this cardboard sign,
Stenciled with the stinch of a dark black pastel,
Paint, still on hands,
Cars passed without a single stare,
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As the birds churp,
before the sun peaks it's head, the clouds loom their dream,
just before light sheds upon them,
bringing what's kept in the dark to light,
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