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Alone in my bed, but not in my head
Eyes heavy from waiting, too much talk of mating
The devil deep inside, never wanting to hide
Cuddling in a confined space, gazing into each others face
Little one could sit on my lap, meaningful hugs with no gap
Rhythmic hearts thumping, Music keeps us jumping
Words in text, reck n effect
My mind can’t stay awake, your little booty that you shake
This little ditty, to the girl from the city

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People who wait lose their chances
People who wait will not find what they are looking for
People who wait will not find the ones that are looking for them
People who wait want more time
People who wait are not sure
People who wait are people waiting

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Fingers crossed for a new year
A new beginning with little fear
The past is right behind
The future is ours to find

Counting down the time
Watching the world shine
Pondering the time of ringing
If people should be kissing

An experience yet to happen
Until that time eyes were always open
Something unexpected occurred
A special event unfurled

A fleeting moment in space
Her hands on my face
A lingering kiss on the lips
My hands on her hips

Mouth unknowingly parted
A brief taste was stared
Eyes closed senses heightened
Sweet without being frightened

This should not be over read
To myself I said
This was our first kiss
something not to miss

Feelings that are confused
Situations that amused
Where was the love I had
Burried down deep its not a fad

Knowing her feelings are not the same
I’ve learned how to deal with the shame
As I have said from the start
Its better it was broken then not to have a heart

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The first kiss
I wonder what it would be like
The softness of your lips
If our eyes would meet or be closed
How long it would last
The taste

New years eve
Lips so soft
Eyes closed
A lingering peck
Sweet
So very sweet

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Black is the color of the wall that protects
The dark depths shield whats behind
Dense is the wall heavy in mass

Protected the frail object is thought to be
Secure on the event horizon
Never to slip and fall away

Disrupted the wall became
Endangered the object was
Nervous it flutters

The object shaken from its orbit
It begins its decent to the depths
Cracked it has become bleeding red

It hopes for salvation
Savior from what disrupted the wall
Compassion from what shook it loose

The objects wishes were not returned
Still bleeding red it falls to the singularity
Content it is in the choices it can’t decide

It looks toward the black point of light
Wondering what will become of itself
How this has changed its soul and the future

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This distance between us
Loud as the space across the table
Silent we are between the paragraphs

You say your going to mary for money
I say I’m working on it
You smirk and shrug it off with a laugh

Silent are those feelings once so very loud
I still light up when you speak my name
Maybe the walls were rebuilt taller then before

Those eyes that pull me in
Afraid to look for too long
Wishing I can see your soul

You’re impressed with my openness to try something new
I say I’m more willing then before
Why can’t we try this out together

Silence is this question
Although she might know this loud and clear
Unspoken this will be kept

Buried beneath those tall walls
Already the answer is known
Protected the bleeding heart is

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The thoughts of my head
The thoughts of my empty bed
The thoughts of whats already been said

The thoughts of what could be
The thoughts of her and me
The thoughts of our destiny

The thoughts of what’s been
The thoughts of her smooth skin
The thoughts of if I should begin

The thoughts of her breathing deeply
The thoughts of her hair both curls and wavy
The thoughts of her on top of the covers cami and panty

The thoughts of a photo black and white
The thoughts of photo vivid and bright
The thoughts of that wouldn’t be right

The thoughts of that direct question
The thoughts of if I should even mention
The thoughts of if I tell my confession

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Lingering feelings
Just beyond the hearts fingertips
Purposely place out of reach

For protection they were set aside
To keep uncomplicated complications from happening
But the murmurs persist

This proposed operation
Stupendous possibilities or
Catastrophic failure

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This empty field
All dry and dusty
A devil spins by us

This empty field
The untold future before us
What could it contain

This empty field
To stay infertile
Never to have life

This empty field
The soil devoid of similar feelings
But the result is not for naught

This empty field
The start of a old beginning
The companionship of a similar soul

This empty field
To continue its infinite path
A multiverse of possible realities

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The thoughts continue in my head
Of what could be said
Of what hasn’t be spoken
Of what can’t be said

The thoughts continue to float around
Like the falling snow
It blankets my mind
Buried beneath is the answer unknowing

I wish she could see it
To let me know if its true
Or if its a fable
A story never to be told

Those thoughts of what could
Those thoughts of what can’t
Those thoughts of what won’t
Those thoughts of what will

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