Richard Phipps

I love the unintentional,
the teasing, unconventional.
Thinking always in rhyme,
unnecessary prose in three-quarter time,
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The darkness of light,
the silence of sound.

The unnerving glance,
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Too old, too young.
Too big, too small.
Too short, too tall.
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I can't be who you want me to be.
I can't see what you want me to see.
I can't say what you want me to say,
but if you give me half a chance,
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I'm having a bad heart day,
'cause it's starting without you.
Can't wait for it to be over,
so it can end close to you.
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Guess the time seemed right for you to go.
Couldn't take it any longer,
through no fault of your own.
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Often over-looked, dismissed,
relegated to back pages,
with furniture ads and miracle cures.
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So very good - you're bad.
So addictive - I've been had.
Don't know how to take you.
Can't know how to shake you.
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Mastered the art of no rhyme or reason.
Once ready to party, no matter the season.
Now 'Whole Lotta Love' much too loud anymore.
Gotta turn down the silence, to understand what for.
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Phone don't ring, door bell too.
Mailbox empty, scene so blue.
Patience breakdown, anxiety accrue.
Just can't wait, to hear from you.
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inside cryin'
outside dyin'
look real close,
I'm not lyin'
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We brush past each other in the darkness.
Electric is the moment.
Heat lightning, sparks flying,
whispers through the air.
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How many times,
did I waste too much time,
with such silly rhymes,
instead of just saying -
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Softness was lost,
until it found your sweet soul.

Stars found their mirror,
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A chance desire to meet,
left me begging at your feet.
A triumph of the mind,
if not defeat.
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Cryptic little deceptions,
logged within my mind.
Moonlight in your eyes,
Walk always beneath clear skies.
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Less than perfect.
Less than true.
Less than never,
will be without you
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What are you thinking about?
I need to know, remove all doubt.
I'd take a guess, remove the stress,
but can't take it if I'm wrong.
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Hands can't quite cope.
Heart filled with hope.
Mind filled with regret.
Another day, another misstep.
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Stones skippin' softly 'cross the waves of my heart.
Tongue-twisted mind, just don't know where to start.

Sitting still in the dark, sippin' liquid delight.
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