Multiplicity

My pad today was totally blank,
it’s the bliss I feel I have to thank.
I woke up early to see the sunrise;
the truth was there before my eyes.
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My darling slumbers peacefully,
her dreams, I’m sure, are with me.
And as the dark turns to light,
I’ve warm thoughts of our cozy night.
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Seems all the negatives have burned away,
now only pluses fill my day.
I’ll wake her soon and my sun will shine.
I’ll kiss her softly, truly thankful she’s mine.
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The kisses returned with a smile,
and then we’ll chat and giggle a while.
We’ll both then rise for our day anew.
And we’ll share our bliss, now times two.

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Little Things

Books grow dusty unread on a shelf.
The poetry of love doesn’t write itself.
Bicycles unridden grow squeakier by the day.
Hearts untethered slowly drift away.
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Kisses can heal the mouths mistakes.
Eyes can see when smiles are fakes.
Arms can hold or they can harm.
Words can hurt or they can charm.
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Time that’s misspent is time we lose.
Time together is the time we choose.
Nothing is wasted when all is used.
Love’s created when souls are fused.
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Choices made are for us to make.
Trust in another is to never forsake.
Relationships are all these things.
And when it’s right what joy it brings.

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It’s True, It’s True

Our day apart has yet to start,
already I’m missing you.
I woke at dawn with a stretch and yawn,
my morning looking blue.
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Alone I sit, reminiscing a bit,
thinking of the things we do.
We talk and smile and hug a while,
then kiss an hour or two.
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My watch I spy with a longing eye,
wishing this day was through.
The feelings clear that you’re my dear,
you make each minute new.
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Awake I dream a subconscious stream,
my world comes in view.
Silently I sing of the joy you bring,
thankful our love is true.

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The Sands of Time Between My Toes

As a boy I walked the beach every day.
I stared at the horizon to find my way.
Visions of tomorrow filled my head;
days without fear and a true love to wed.
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Ripples between obscured the view.
Sink or swim’s all I could do.
Years thrashing to stay afloat,
my life preserver’s gone and I no boat.
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From the storm a distant shore arose.
Memories conjured with sand between her toes.
With a youthful splash and mind in the skies,
yesterday’s future floated before my eyes.
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Was a summer returned, the same and new.
That time’s now gone but dreams came true.
The boy now grown, ending his wait.
If a past meant to be it wouldn’t be late.

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Morning Triku #177 ~ Random Waves

Beyond the Glass

My windows are closed.
The air cold and leaves fallen.
Yet birds sing somewhere.
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Sticky

With the glue of two,
broken hearts can mend anew.
Or someone gets stuck.
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Self-Love

Love Unimpassioned,
is much like one hand clapping,
every morning.

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Change

All are born with a pocketful of change.
Quantity’s irrelevant, it’ll all rearrange.
Heads or tails is all we’re to find.
We face our truths or lie behind.
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Standing tall, shiny and bright,
how many tosses to land upright?
How many flips and wobbles and spins
or hands slapped and someone wins.
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We can add and subtract, save or spend.
Though the odd’s even it just depends.
Change can jingle or bear the weight of earth.
What is shared counts our worth.

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