... a few select writings ....
I sat, sat in silence, for only that would do.
In serenity of thought, sparked vivid notion of you.
Gaze, gaze up at the stars,
eyes piercing the cold steel,
like a mouse behind these bars,
waiting, wanting for thou,
I long to feel.
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How It Goes
Long hours and longer minutes.
Never ending and never coming soon enough.
Lingering moments and time suspended.
Always anxious and ever impatient.
Long weeks and longer days.
It’s all here and always happening.
Until it’s almost gone.
Hours fly by and minutes hardly exist.
Soon ending and ending too soon.
Moments past and time no longer.
Mere weeks and precious days.
Here will soon be there and always happening will be always happened.
It’ll pass you by.
That’s how it goes.
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