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Silhouettes of the past flow before my sight giving me food for thought as I remember what used to be when young.
Seeing, feeling intensely, all of it forever, is a gift and at times a curse worse than death.Living for peace, going within and finding peace through deepest contemplation hidden inside.
Running away, scared, afraid of trusting
Settling on edges of life’s besieged presence,acknowledging facts of silent retributionsalong the way.Always starting days with songs of belief andwanting desires, never going beyond that,never letting myself be known.Falling away and out of circumferences intoabysses of darkened mystery.Afraid to trust or love again, because ofalways being hurt in any attempted friendship.Leaving myself alone on steps…
Interior motives silently get their way as they
Trying not to leave any untoward imprints as theypass by.Peacefully claiming unprecedented love, switchingcostumes in mid-stream, wishing to change or altereverything spontaneously on any given day.
Standing at edges of destiny, waiting for fulfillment to come into
Realistically knowing it cannot be in our life time.Having perfect silence, causing deafness to walk before me, steppinglightly in the wake of dawn.Protecting innocence from ever launching itself into depths of hell –reaching out – forward – tumbling over top of self.Forever searching – being at every moment – a tiny bit of human sea.Always…
Youngsters filled with themselves,
Being happy and lured into placesof interest where they can becomethemselves over tunes of music.
Sparkling sands of time gently flowing.
just sands of time in no great hurry.Loving space and reveling in it’s mime,happily, it wanders in and out of everyone’s mind.Time then quietly disappears upon a whisper and nomore kisses fall from loving lips.Only cold, pine coffins feel the pressure of a onceupon a kiss.