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Artist

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Photographs and painting outs;

Musics and writing downs;

All these arts that I am;

From the sounds of my heart;

To the views of my deepest dreams;

Beautiful that they are;

These I know.

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Watch me do things weird;

As an artist, thinking different.

Consciously off the norm;

Without choice;

Making new things and things anew.

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All these new creations;

I shall call them my own;

Proud as can be!

They were borne of my soul;

Each with a part of me.

Every lavender word;

Scratched off of my bones.

I let it be part of you;

As they are part of me.

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Leaving too soon

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Heavy autumn clouds.
Rising flower sprouts.
Before the rain comes and before the lands flower and awe;
The bonds that we share might be all gone.

Leaving me before we were together,
makes me want you more.
Saying goodbye once and again in never,
makes me fight to not hold these words.

I will miss the warmth of your chest;
and ache without the cuddles of your neck.
My darling to be; now dearest lady that left;
I remember!
The times we were just free birds;
Singing in our neighborhood nests;
These times are harder than I imagined.
I thought these memories would keep me alive.
But the memories hurt,
and slowly I slip.

Leaving me before we were together
makes me want you more.
Saying goodbye once, and again in never,
makes me fight to not hold these words.
Rising flower sprouts and heavy autumn clouds;
The chance will not come when we shall watch these turn.

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Pirate in flight

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She was mine before another’s.

And another’s before mine.

She was mine before another’s;

She was another’s before mine.

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My heart saddens that she drifts around

From ships to ship abound,

Dribbling along the sea.

Oh, Pirate

Mercenary of desires,

Pirate against the hire.

Beyond compassion;

I was wary of her might.

Stone cold Idol, wielder of all eyes

I was conquered at first sight.

Perhaps, I was her’s before she was mine;

Yet, ship to ship she was bound.

Why did I love her

and now watching her move by

Sinking ships and crashing lives.

My mind weeps and awes.

I think of how she was mine

before another’s and another’s before mine.

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She was mine before another’s;

She was another’s before mine.

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Soaring through me

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 I see it’s you, behind my eyes. 
Stuck in my head, but when you are here.
And I feel the truth, tipped on my tongue;
Hung on a thread, but never once heard.
Thus tells the reason;
You take my bones, you beat me up.
You take my voice, you speak in blues.
I’m stuck in time, you’re soaring through me.
I hail the stars, they’re in your eyes.
I say a prayer, no looking back.
I’ve found my life, it’s in your hands.
Let’s sail the stars; we’re hand in hand.

The stars are neigh; close as we are.
Between our eyes; catching our fire.
They explode at last; blinding out sight.
They explode out bright; supernova!
We fall down fast, and love is around.
I take your hands, I’ll hold you on.
I’ll write you songs, I’ll sing in blues.
Yes take me on, we’ll sail us on.
Yes make us one, we’ll hold us up.

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