Touch

Those ink stained words caress
the deepest parts of me
Such..
..a touch
……without contact

 

 

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Words Unspoken

Her pen speaks volumes
Unmasked behind her frame
Written under moonlight
It’s there..she whispers your name.
As she pens her thoughts
on paper white
and dreams of you
throughout the night

 

 

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Night

Oh but we shall rest
in the calmness of dreams
being wrapped in thoughts
of peaceful scenes
Under rays of light
from soft moonbeams
Dreaming of tomorrows

 

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Hope

In evenings quiet hour lay
gentle musings of the day
Pillow soft as rest sets in
Tomorrows new day shall begin
What shall sunrise unfold for thee
Pray hope, joy and liberty
As sunrise beams upon thy skin
Within the new day that begins

 

 

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Nightly Musings

I shall meet you in the spaces
time has stood between
Tell you of my visions
that I have nightly seen
Hold you evermore
Upon my bosom stay
As we rest within the dream
That time shan’t take away

 

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