-the dance
you flame the light
my skin yearns to touch.
those eyes in spark
raise hell tonight.
i leave the scene and dream alone.
alone with you to write the lines.
you speak the calm and windy breeze
to take one look inside my dreams.
and dance along the falling sky
and step upon the virgin clouds.
you move about with unclear sight
and hands to guide and lead the way.
you catch a scent of promise land
and move across to conquer all.
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you, my smile
and bitter thoughts in denial.
the words you write
tie me down
and i love to be your prisoner.
through the telescope
i see your every dream
and i read you like an open book.
the glass is firm
with no sign for it to break
and every day i make it shine
just to see you, somehow.
you stand behind it,
untouched.
i watch as you grow
and break through your walls,
ready to breathe.
you, my dream
and i,
an empty page.
will wait for those inspiring nights
when your gift finds its muse
and you make me blank no more.
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tomorrow
was never part of our vocabulary
but we dared imagine
what that might've been like.
and all the yesterdays
were yet another day
we wished were never true.
and here i am,
i write.
i dare put my past to create,
but never to regret.
for i have nothing to remember it all was just an act.
it finally gave meaning
to my tragic title-
the one i always pondered:
we were all just that-
the writer, the stage and all of me...
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12:04 a.m. - 2004-05-29
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