Mike Snow

What does the word love
conjure in your mind?
Hearts, flowers, joy,
and does it make you blind?
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What fragile bauble
is my heart.
So freely given and,
so quickly, broken apart.
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Grey on grey,
and darkness comes.
Fearful feelings suffocate,
no light is seen.
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My thoughts howling round my head,
like the storm raging outside the window.
Will I end like the tree,
ripped and smashed from earthly anchor?
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I could give you a flower,
Who’s beauty was never before seen.
But it would pale and die,
Next to the wonder of your being.
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As we sit together, on
this still, warm, mystical, summer night,
warm and soft, how you women are.
Unfortunately, it is often true for you,
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Oh silly are we lovers,
with foolish pride to heed.
That we would lose what precious is,
on some trivial deed.
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She is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Something hoped for to reach and bathe in,
but forever just out of reach for us normal mortals.
Now I am near the light and see
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I have never asked much,
From any in this life.
Not from friend, lover,
Enemy or wife.
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Life has been hard,
with many downs.
But none so low,
As I`m feeling now.
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Summers gone,
but it didn`t last.
Just like our love,
I guess it`s in the past.
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I saw you through my open window,
as you ran off into your dreams.
Leaving the golden palace,
with it`s smiling Kings and Queens.
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My love lies near
in fullfilled sleep.
The fragrance of our lust,
is in the air,
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I`ve never been too much
for women or faith,
and all I`ve ever asked,
is to be left alone
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Talk softly as you pass me,
tread not heavy upon the floor.
But, stare into the fixed horizon
for.
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If it`s true we can change the future,
can we not change the past?
And if cicumstances altered,
would your feelings really last?
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I have screamed your name many times,
In the dark lonely hours of my life.
But never once did you answer,
How could you?
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Words are very powerful tools,
they are the means to many different ends.
I like the spoken word because you can give it strength
and meaning above its worth with an inflection or look.
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She is fire,
when I am freezing.
She is sunshine,
at my midnight.
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We fell in love,
as you so often do.
And it hurts now to think,
about the kisses I am missing.
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