Marcel Tourdot Poems

As dreams do fade into the pending (coming) of a brand new day
I find myself with foggy mind and sometimes with a pounding brain
It’s without fail each morning that your vision visits me
And even when you’re miles away your face I always see.
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A light like yours can lead me home.
A body warm inside my arms.
A fantasy so alive, made of flesh and bone.
A voice of warmth, a scent of light.
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On nights that life seemed merciless and cruelty stood beside.
The spirits flowing in my heart escaped through blurry eyes.
A peaceful sea has raged to life with madness on her mind.
I do not know if I can stand the storm that threatens now to rise.
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How to break these ties that bind I fear I’ll never know.
Where to turn when trouble calls, I haven’t figured yet.
Solitude and all alone is all I’ve ever felt.
And if I wasn’t quite so proud I think that I might melt.
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Crazy, crazed now without you.
The one the million and the few.
Do not add up they can’t see through.
The changes of the white to blue.
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Sunshine Eyes
Inside her mind so rapid and kind. A grace and innocence long ago feared to be lost. In her embrace you still can find.
Revealed again and running wild. Inside of her it lives and breathes. Inside of her it thrives.
Sunshine eyes that rise with her smile, irradiate her laughing face.
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The heights of beauty that she cast were more than I could reach.
The loss of all the chances great are now a lesson just for me.
So unaware and unprepared to meet her rolling body flared
While resting on that midnight beach.
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Oh my dear friend please take me home
I feel so lost so all alone
Please send my soul back to the start.
Back to the place that stole my heart.
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Tripping falling, loss of balance filled with words still left unrhymed.
Beauties creature, a face, a picture, love is sometimes so much unkind.
Messages never heard, words unspoken, and without a voice.
The visions viewed upon the screen rise up without a choice.
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And as the day begins to fade I slip into this night's confusion.
The renegades of memory become my souls single intrusion.
Now taken back to times of you.
I find my memories mind entombed.
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