To the Father of My future Children…

To the Father of My future Children…

Since I know you don’t exist

Can I compliment your hair?

Can I say your eyes are beautiful?

Or that they sparkle in the sun?

I feel I know your laughter

The way it touches my soul

When the wind blows a certain way

It feels like your breath on my neck

And since it doesn’t matter

I’ll say I love your lips

The way they touch mine gently

Then whisper I love you

Often

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TOILM

TOILM

The crisp cold scent of morning,

As the steam rises from my mug.

My hands embracing

The one I love most.

No longer interested in coffee

My strength comes from somewhere new,

We rise and fall,

To the beat of our hearts,

Gently,

Then more rapidly,

Stars explode,

And a cup of coffee

Sits,

Cooling on a windowsill,

Forgotten

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Missing

Missing

Phantom fingers in my hair

Gently sliding down

A slight touch

Deftly caressing

Longing for what cannot be had

The barriers are too high

The cost, too much

Could the world suffer your loss?

Mine would be no heartbreak

Not even a blip on the radar

Separation is good for the soul

Or at least

That is what everyone

Seems convinced I need to hear

What is your opinion, love?

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Extinguished

Kiss me a thousand times

Let me feel your lips against mine

Hold me gently

Brush my hair back

With your elegant fingers

Light my way into the night

Spiraling even higher

Soaring on gossamer wings

Pulled into ecstasy

Burning with passion

Then

Extinguished

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