Robert Hiers

Always kiss me goodnight
No matter where you are.
And I will kiss you in my mind
Waiting for the nights to come,
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Hope for a new beginning, headed who knows where?
No need to hope I will round each bend with you –
I’ll be there
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If beauty was earned by caring,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by strength of spirit,
you could not be more beautiful.
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A dream deferred doesn’t have to be a dream denied
Not now can be best, when not ever is the alternative
Timing is everything – just ask Juliet
We can strike while the iron is hot in the white heat of youth
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I want to watch a Tuscan sunset with you
from the balcony of our room, then
make love to you for hours as the twilight dies slowly away
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Stability with a lustrous shine
A hint of preciousness
Coursing through the stuff of life
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I want to watch you sleep
watch you let go of the last small measure of control
Surrender the last notion of care –
Care for the watching and the watched
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I want to watch you wake -
watch you return to self;
As reason replaces abandon,
Awareness flirts with self-consciousness
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I can picture lying in a hammock with you, watching the seasons change
The catenary curve cradling us together.
The hash marks tattooing our skin are a small price to pay for our cocoon.
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Why would you hide your tears?
Especially from me, who asks only that you be you.

Do you hide your tears from yourself?
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You are in my head
I feel you walking about,
tentatively touching doorknobs
Lovingly seeking to understand the past, present, and future.
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Where are you?
Why aren’t you here?
Why aren’t I there?
Where do you want me?
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Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.
But I haven’t been afraid of the thing, only of the name.
I haven’t felt free to say the name; for you or for me.
I have been vague.
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You have a room in my heart
A room without walls
A room with sky all around
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I see your children in your eyes,
and you in theirs.
As they grow into themselves,
they will not grow apart from you.
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I want to be with you,
in the fullness of you.
Sharing the long, slow burn
into the white hot rage.
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I watch you; clothed only in your necklace
A wreath of small stones encircles your neck
A row of larger stones nestles in the smooth hollow of your throat
One large stone of brilliant vermillion is resting on your heart.
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Icy hard hail beats down
Stinging, breaking, denting
Making even existence treacherous
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Remember I love you
Close your eyes and feel my arms around you
Feel my breath on your neck, my mouth resting on yours
Feel my hands wandering over your body, enjoying each spot, and then moving on
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Hands like feathers
Toes on fire
I can’t believe I inspire
Feelings like this
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