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Deep Ones

I choose

this kind love.

These stars in the trees

beyond the river’s glowing fog.

This heaven that slips through

the layers of my humanity.

Life

is precious

to the whispering

deep ones.

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Poetry

Stars

How beautiful,

to discover the stars

one precious night

at a time.

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Poetry

Pieces of You

There is a darling softness

here in the heart.

A softness that holds my love for you

and all the times your smile

held me in safety.

I will miss you, always,

in the quiet.

My heart has grown into

so many pieces

of you.

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Poetry

Beautiful

But isn’t it entirely beautiful

to be you.

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Poetry

Divine

I will always be

the divine love

that is

us.

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Life

Sad

I’m sad tonight.

To write is the only pill I have.

I heard some news today that broke my heart, and here it is in my hands as I stand beside the world and become the sky.

Empty as the sky. Blue as the sky. Open as the sky.

How I wish I could give the words back, never to have heard them.

I see you, love, peeking around the corner.

Hold me now, in this sorrowful place.

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Poetry

The Wind

I am here.

Can you feel me?

I am the wind.

I am the wind.

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Poetry

I am I

The swell of a new wave approaches and how beautiful it feels, rising in my chest.

I see you, world, and I tell you: I need not change, though I do baffle you so.

I need not shift to suit your understanding of reality.

I am I. Not a broken shard of perfect life.

I hear them speak labels.

Labels I am beyond.

I see their eyes of confusion; confusion arises only upon expectations unmet.

Expect nothing of me and I shall be the rainbow of life I am here to be.

Expect of me a lie and I must decline.

For I am only I.

I see as only I see.

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Such Love Shines

These tender nights.

This soul that whispers,

weary as can be.

Such love shines

upon the pavement of life.

Darlings of mine.

How they take this heart,

how they shatter the light,

that I might be the stars.

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Poetry

Unknowing

Do not try to wrap me

with your perfect edges.

Boxes are not for me,

the wind,

the stars that burst

through time,

through space,

through you.

I am all.

Do not limit me

with your unknowing.