Petits XVIII

What if we do not sleep after all at the end? What if we stay aware in a conscious void? This keeps me up at night.

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The writing stopped

Because it revealed

The truth too plainly

But fate has reminded me today

I knew what i wrote

I knew and i chose to forget.

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I envy your enthusiasm

A matter of time

You say

I nod

Believing

Maybe for all others.

Petits XVII

A sweet sensuous secret

Plays upon my lips

How I delight in holding it close to me

Softly whispering

in between your sweet kisses

That I’ll never tell

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The promise of pleasure

Conjures up piqued fantasies

That ever will pale

In comparison to what will come

And yet we wait with bated breath

For what will be

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I feel your soft breath

A gasp escapes

Errantly revealing

The desire i hold within

Afraid to let it be yours

Petits XVI

I always win

There’s prosperity in my touch

There’s blessings in my prayers

There’s luck in my wishes for you

Our friendship is the silver lining

My hope will become your potential realized

Too bad though

i love losing to those who say they care.

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Where I used to wince

There’s is only now wood

I knock upon it daily

Questioning if it will ever will be flesh once again.

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If you only like me…

Why have you done more than the one who said he loved me?

Why have you made me feel

When I was convinced that I’m all but hollow.

I hear a searching echo where i promised to only let in silence evermore.

Petits XIV

a relief-ful sleep

a deep pressed sleep

a well steeped sleep

a much welcomed sleep

a tumble less slumber

an uninterrupted doze

now i bring my eyes to close

and sleep with peace on my mind

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an often seen post

“be happy for yourself”

“make yourself happy first”

“your happiness depends on you”

“you make your happiness”

“you are the creator of your joy”

a superficial toast to what one wants to be

but without you….i cannot seem to find myself

let alone find the joy sunken low within me

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another deadline written in the air

another supposed timely due date

another task for my fickle patience

arduous it is to wait and not waste away a little more each time

Petits XIII

one day you’re going to catch on

step back and pause

and know your inkling was right all along

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tainted i agree

and stained indelibly 

as much as i do

to out its residue

it bleeds it bleeds

it seeps into my very being

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don’t believe in me

i’ll only let you down

don’t profess your trust

i’ll fall prey to suspicious thoughts

don’t hold out your hand

i just may brush it away

don’t uphold me in any way

i just might drag you down with me