Under the wire
Rumination of swallows
Looking down on me
What a push over
If heaven were a song
This day plays repeat
In the quiet hours
Of my memory
Still standing
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If I were a meadow
She'd be a stream
By the rivulet
Watching the flow
Mingling of elements
On the rivers' edge
Carrying living seeds
New creations
To eternal sea
Unfathomable beauty
Torn between keeping
Surface undisturbed vs
Diving right in
Instead I gaze
Every passing day
Looking beyond reflection
Still waters run deep
Making waves
When we meet
A standing wave
Between two tidal streams
Going different ways
Shine
Though loyalty shone
Like the morning sun
Some chose to close
The blinds to it
Heart
Treasure the friend
Whom you met
In the heart
Of the storm
Even if you never
See them again
Ivory shelf
In the way of this world
Having someone to love
Like pinning wings
To a wooden board
Life is short
Belongings dust trophies
On an ivory shelf
Ne'er do such wrong
To yours or oneself
Barely
As soon as you think
This is more than I can bear
Just wait
You will soon be given more
Honestly
Vulnerability
is the bravest act
anyone can do
regardless of the reviews
It is those without such courage
Who sit quietly rating you
Daily dose
Y'know, I live in hot water
So it feels these days
It burns at first
Heat rises up my cheeks
Thinking of you is like
Steeping in a tea bag
Some milk and honey
To sweeten
Y'know, it hurts like hell
To have your heart broke
But truly, it pains me
To live without
Your milk and honey
In my mind
May we live long enough
To come full circle
Find one another
With empty arms
The second time round
Open minds, willing hearts
One can only hope
Count the stars of heaven 