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A Haiku is, well,
what Haiku has always been;
think too hard, you fail!
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Moon of my Heart
When I reflect on her, I think of the Moon.
So alive and filled with magic,
never too bright, or too dim,
she hangs in my night's sky like a beacon,
showing me the truth of myself,
To gaze upon her is to dream endlessly of her touch,
yet remain a million stars apart.
She is neither here, nor there,
flitting effortlessly across my heart,
like a wayward ship upon a glass ocean.
And I will love her
till the End
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glass heart
till friday
i’m me
till friday
i’m free
and then on friday
i’ll return to this prison
that i used to call home —
dance behind the chains sneaking around my heart
squeezing, till i bleed happy tears
when i see your hazel eyes again
it’s nothing but stars under a dimly lit room
brighter than the aquamarine and diamonds that hang above my chest
that i clutch and finger;
a weak grip on a reality slipping
dangerously into fantasy; here
you touch here i crave
and our fingers and lips are dancing with our feet
till midnight, it’s blue and black that hide the flowers
blossoming into fulfilment when we’re c
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Infinity
I would like to waste the hours away,
thinking of you.
to lie collecting the stars
knowing given an eternity
and untold universes
it would never rival
the times I fell for you.
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