Lillian B. Rose

The sea, the sea: calling out to you and me
Waves rush in to caress the sand
Only to roll out again
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Do my eyes look empty to you
Yesterday I was in tears
Because Yes - you invade my thoughts still
Why are you still with me
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Once more at the ledge
Staring into the ravine
Wishing to let go of this life
But your voice has steadied me
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the measure of a man
Is not in a number of scores
Or the record of loves in a lifetime
The number of times he hung up without speaking
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A voice from the past
A memory in the mist
The sun in his face
As Frank took the instrument
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People change with every season
Straying and punishing hard
Turning an innocent little gesture
Into an astonishing discover
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The man of my dreams is buried
In the clouds of a starless night
I am too young to feel so old
I am the one people overlook
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Under a blanket of memories
Woven of the past and a daydream
Your voice, your touch remains hidden
Though centuries have come between
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A car without headlights
On a damp Foggy Day
Nearly hit my bumper
At the stop sign down the way
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Here I sit as you wander on by
Blind to the misbeat as I hold my breath
Blinking in surprize when words find my ear
I don't think you contemplate me
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Ask any Poetess who her children might be
And she boldly replies: every verse I did write
So when one comes like a theif in the night
To claim her children are theirs in their right
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You know what the mosquito
Said when it buzzed in your ear
"You look tasty, can I bring my buddies"
Wap...
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Today, I will get up before my alarm
Today, I won't close my eyes until dusk
Today, I will not get a speeding ticket
Today, I will count this day as a first
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If we spent as much time
Building people up
As we do, breaking people down
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In the dark reaches of the early morning light
Amongst the shadows I walk
To see something artistic, amazing and true
Nature's wake-up call.
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I took a step away from drowning
Awash in worry, doubt and grief
Build up over the ageless centuries
The Locket of my heartstrings broke
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the most precious moments
of my days and nights
are when I sense you beside me
Death has changed the form
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Lost was love, condition foretold
Inside a private moment bluttered
When you drove me home
whispers of pain cutting the night
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White was the light of grace
Drawing me from this place
Your cruel words foolow me in spite
The pain they bring haunts my life
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With all the times, my mind has wandered following your charms
With all the times, I spent considering the way you really are
With all the times, I ponder over your opinions of love and life
With all the times, I've lain in bed dreaming of you at night
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