love

The Pits

Time ticks forward and pendulums swing.
Optimism’s great but doesn’t change a thing.
The future’s unknown, sleep’s for dreams.
Sometime clarity’s not what it seems.
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Questions swirl in my tired head.
Respite unfound in my tousled bed.
Broken hearts we all have felt.
The gates of hell I have knelt.
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My soul’s on fire, mind’s aflame.
Yet only I there is to blame.
Anger’s felt with nowhere to go.
My fists bleed my face does show.
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Passion remains through good and bad.
Words arise, though sometime sad.

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Forecasting Dribble

I woke this morning to see a new way.
My eyes watched the sun rise, my soul saw gray.
Love again felt and again lost.
A heart once warm’s now plagued by frost.

Winter’s coming and with it cold.
Time rushing forward’s getting old.
Nine months high on a dreamy cloud.
Then emptiness found beneath a shroud.

A future seen, maybes had.
Baggage lugged a journey’s sad.
Weighty pasts multiply fast.
Feelings divided never last.

Mind’s write the whether of the day.
And life moves on, or so they say.

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Writing Wrongs

A question asked and silence had.
Fate was met, a future sad.
Sadder still is left to guess.
Sometime no is better than yes.
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Time will tell what is next.
Till then my head is vexed.
But love awaits this I know.
A heart pure again will grow.

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Feet In All Directions

We dig the grave in which we lay.
The depth of witch grows every day.
The paths we take have forks unknown.
Some are well-traveled, others overgrown.
In matters of love hearts need certainty.
And mind’s certain of infinity.

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Good Night Moon

Sunset’s risen and starlight falls.
Moon beams glisten, the sea calls.
Nocturnal grays enlighten moments few.
Moments all the brighter shared with you.

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Always Sunny

In darkness risen for a day surely bright.
Dawn awaits the future in sight.
Weather’s uncertain but spirits alight.
Drizzle chilled can dampen not our night.
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A sun shining somewhere is on my mind.
Horizons call together we’ll find.
Souls united with hearts in kind.
The warmth of two leaves darkness behind.

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Fun Times

Work’s OK, but never fine.
But time with you is always divine.
The weeks are long, weekends not.
Though our time together I like a lot.
But the day will come when time is free.
And years aplenty to grow tired of me.

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Again

Another day apart is another day to start.
A day to start loving you over again.
Another night alone but we’ll talk on the phone.
And we’ll make our weekend plans.
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The weekend’s nearly here to be with my dear.
And together we’ll share our wishes.
Our weekend will too soon end and a text I’ll send.
It’s another chance to say “I love you”, again.

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Quenched

Our hectic week’s now nearly complete.
And buy the end of today again we’ll meet.
Though our time’s short it’s worth the trip.
For the essence of each soon we will sip.

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Tomorrow’s Wish

Days apart are barely endured.
Yet moments apart somewhat cured.
We’ve texts and the phone,
so not completely alone.
Though it’s your smile I wish to see.
Wishes come true, we can surely agree.
For a tomorrow will come.
And together we’ll be.

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Warm Thoughts

At a party last night the breeze blew cold.
The season’s new but the weather’s getting old.
But I’ll soon see you and I’ll feel the heat.
When our hands touch and our lips do meet.

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The Leaves We Read

We sometime get what we want.
We sometime get what we need.
Sometimes both are satisfied.
That’s when we truly succeed.
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When wants and needs are met,
hearts and minds are freed.
When time and space align,
growth assured for the seed.

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All’s Well

I’m never alone with you on my mind.
Warmth and solace are there to find.
I feel your presence when apart are we.
I see your smile welcome me.

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Open and Shut

Each morning I wake with visions clear.
My dreams of the night are none to fear.
I close my eyes and you’re always near.
My heart’s open with a love that’s dear .

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Blooming Buds

With the best of friends I could ever find.
Another wonderful evening’s now behind.
Seeing the beauty to others unseen,
plus all the kisses in-between.
Bonds being made to forever treasure.
While tomorrow’s blossom bearing pleasure.

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Hello Miss

It was a long day at work and away from you.
But daydreams of tomorrow helped me through.
Our day shared lovingly hand in hand.
Our evening we’ll dance to your favorite band.
The night will end with a long passionate kiss,
then followed by another just in case I miss.

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Tomorrows

Saturday’s here but we’re apart.
Not a great way for a weekend to start.
Work interferes, as often it will.
But tomorrow will come and sure to thrill.

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A Day in the Life in Love

Mornings I wake thinking of you.
By day we share a text or two.
Evenings we chat on the phone.
Dreams soon follow and never alone.
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There you’re always in my arms,
I in awe of your many charms.
Too soon the alarm will surely ring.
Then I’ll rise to hear the birds sing.
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Eyes open, thankful for another day.
Passion’s felt, though far away.
Words then flow with you I’ll share.
It’s my love in verse to show I care.

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My Midnight Sun

Good morning my sunshine,
though yet to see, surely divine.
Our day’s long with thoughts dear.
The moon will rise and we’ll be near.

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Rewind’s Cure

Heart’s open yet insecure.
Souls seen sense allure.
Timeless dreams wished to find.
Love shared forever in-kind.

Visions cloud feelings pure.
Doubts cast thoughts unsure.
Past’s pulled from behind.
Simple words ease a mind.

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Good Day, Nay and Yay

Got out of bed,
scratched my head.
What will I write today?
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The day is new,
my mind’s askew.
No thoughts of what to say.
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Poured my coffee in a cup,
needing a little pick-me-up.
Why must the day be gray?
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The clock ticks fast,
gone is the past.
Still dues I pay.
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For tonight I wait,
I’ve a welcome date.
She helps me see the way.
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The night will end,
a note I’ll send.
That love’s here to stay.

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Rising Tide

This poem begun before it began.
It’s a story of woman and her fan.
The pair met mid-stride,
their feelings can’t hide.
And a next verse awaits fates plan.

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rhymesalot

Outpourings from the poor old porous mind of Steve Kittell