I wonder if I shall sleep tonight
Or just lie here in twisted sheets
Restless
Dreaming a waking dream of you
...
Words written on a cloudy morning
I see it
I see it
...
The silence of the night
Nudges me
And I awake to nothing
The stars and moon
...
I wake to the
dark of a new moon
Knowing that
Morning is near
...
And the yearning never stops
The visceral ache
The hollow empty anguish
The fear of an unknown imminent doom
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I love the play
Of the first chill
Of autumn
Touching
...
Blueberries from Texas
Bought at my local market
So fat and sweet
The taste of a summer
...
Over the suburbs
And I feel empty
And wanting
The cold blue
...
In the fading
Afternoon I find
Myself restless and
Wanting to touch
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