Susan Casey Poems

If it were not for you
It seems that every day would be
A life unfulfilled.
Winter then forever and no smile of spring.
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Last night you played on the piano keys of my heart
Unlocking the silent sonata within.
You died in my arms as I succumbed to the bow
Of your violin on my mood string of memory.
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Sweet One
Your voice is a mystery to me!
A delicious enchantment of rapture and torment
It taunts me with husky, sentiment.
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Just waiting here!
For this story to begin.
I was burning up in the sun light; can’t you feel the heat of it?
Catch the very beat of it!
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So still you wait, for sea to reach
and kiss your maiden ferns
and taste of your sweet innocence.
Licking and caressing your silken tresses
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I believe I can fly!
Stretch out my arms and soar above this world
Of wrecking balls and nuclear devastation.
It’s not a threat.
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Just a dream it was.
I sat on a beach and you were there by my side.
We laughed as the tide came,
played tickletoes.
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Such an amazing thing!
I think, to feel this pain.
That Numbness might indeed be feeling.
Feeling is numbness screaming,
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I would give you rainbows
crystal colours, shining white.
A golden crown would dress your hair,
so regal fair you would be.
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A sunflower nods.
It bows it's head and he grasps it tight
and shreds it.
Petal by petal, it falls to the ground at his feet
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