Rafael Cazares

I'm broken on your shoulder
Nothing matters
I lay upon it to only find myself
Where my misdeeds and storms don't follow
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If only you knew,
the secret I had for you.
I've kept it safe, secured tightly to my bosom.
If only you knew,
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I invite you to a humble abode
where the moonlight seems to always be;
hiding from the sun.
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Alone in thought
Like the fixed, relentless movements
Of a robot.
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Is what the clock suggests,
engines remonstrating their tiny roars,
Fresh air reaffirming its presence between
the crevices of my fingers and toes,
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Id like to tell you it was a fib and that happiness would never be a former state.
No matter how many times my arms were open
The faces disagreed.
How many days have died and have been left behind?
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Sweet, sweet melodies.
Smooth like slithering dolphins dipping in and out of the crystal blue.
The accord of the harmonies is
breathing to life exotic trees with perfumes of lemons, oranges, and thousands of colorful breezes.
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'The mind is imprinted with catchy melodies, distraught images, and all-too-human desires, ' voiced the Spirit.
'How to free yourself you say?
Well, the consciousness flow
Begins when you let go.
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The marvel of time,
an invisible force, withholding
immense waters,
inhabiting and sustaining
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The Nightwalker
Ruler of the Night
Proposes his freedom Rights
to the depths of the Abyss surrounded by starlight
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There at the summit of the rectangular, upright building,
was a room.
No one knew of the secrets it continued to
bloom.
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I am here,
then eventually,
unconsciously,
I dissappear.
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I am searching, longing for a place
I may be misrepresenting these reflections,
but feelings, are at times distant and foreign
and difficult to understand.
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I do love you, dear.
I do love you.
It's what companions your face & voice when they
reverberate & reassert themselves
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If one shudders at first sight,
who's left with desire MUST go on and fight.
But if both are fair to begin,
must reach past each other,
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Crossroad blues
Getting along as well as I can
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The life of the Old,
No longer breeds gold.
When wrong has overpowered
The Few and the Strong
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Can capture what science cannot;
Words of a soul who only knows to rot.
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I leave off from my own dreams for a brief intermission
to observe our world and our people
and how we intermingle.
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