Tuesday, June 30, 2015


Missing you my friend.  My head bends over seas of glass animals. Arousing sharp edged crested waves of pinpointed hurt in the heart of my soul. Reaching the depths where no man knows. Guarded by wind soldiers throwing boulders deep into me. Seas of turmoil boiling over occasional rip tides. Dare not rub my eyes for the thorn would cause me to be blind. Having realized you reside in your mind not ever having been a friend of mine. Maybe in another life time. For now gratitude eludes me as memories of you dissipate. Blown away boulders into the depths of the sea. Reality is you are me. We are I. As one under the sun.

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