The soul should not be this unreachable,

intangible place.

It should

have bruises and bandages.

It should wreak

of love, pain, beauty, and honesty.

And it should bleed.

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Until sweet sleep washes over you

And you allow it to carry you away

Peacefully surrendering to the tide

Abandoning your body...

You drift from the bay

Falling under the lapping waves

Deeper and deeper into calming darkness

Letting go and forgetting

At the very same time

Until eyes open like the shore

Crashing onto the rocks

And sun expands across you

Placing yo...

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It is here that lies your beauty
do not testify to me anymore
of dandelions and daffodils
of butterflies and bees
do not sing like crows
beyond the dispersion of sight
then gather
in cold bare trees
sick with
discord
dislike
misfeasance.
The reward for
transgressions
destroys the cache
of elegance
of magnificence
of splendor
do not pour out sadness
breathless
from your panting ...

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The light fades slowly on the horizon
like a farewell, hesitant and forlorn
and the night is born with no hurry to be night
lost in the shadows of what’s yet to be drawn

There’s something in the air, a gentle sigh
an unseen movement drifting through the trees
a secret vanishing with the breeze
perhaps a memory that never learned to fly

Words may fade
but silences still hold their weig...

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