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There is time to sow dreams

And time to harvest crosses

There is time to forge bonds

And time to sever ties

There is time to invest in love

And time to cut loses

There is time to hope and wait

And time to move on

Let everything you do

Make you burn bright

Enough to banish

Dark recesses of soul

Soul Connection

Life or death

Love or hate

Union or severance

Soul connection transcends all

Doors

The Doors

Dragging at my feet are doors galore

Some never opened

Some relocked and

Key tossed down the throat

With a vodka shot

Rusted locks tempt me with promises

Of treasures lost

Destinies misplaced

Turns I missed

Choices never mine to make

Doors rankle with every step

Grow heavier by minute

Bogging me down with

What isn’t but should have been

Or could have been

Freedom is what I seek

From gnawing pustules

Of yesterdays and tomorrows

To rise and soar

Unshackled, Unbridled, Unaffected

When We Fall Out Of Love

Heart turns stone cold
Hurtle into bottomless abyss
Tear innards into shreds
Blighting all hope of happiness

Gorging on sweets won’t rid of
Bitterness that creeps inside mouth
Once filled with sweetness
Of long and fulfilling kisses

Emptiness on verge of implosion
Ignited by recurring nightmares
Interspersed with reveries of passion spent
Wrench the fabric of existence

Feelings precious as miraculous manna
crumple into stinking carcass

Benumb spirit with mounting dread
replacing dreams with regret

When we fall out of love