Lillian B. Rose Poems

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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