taking back of heaven ~

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were for this
my final grace –
I held my breath
and waited
the passing down
of consequence –
falling on my knees
wanting for another place
silently to fill
lungs no longer thirsty
for the light

every best
intention
as yet tho not enough –
to starve the flame
where destiny is moored
for this
a prayer is given
without worry
for the cost –
the taking back of heaven
– dreams
I’m fondest of

a hero when the story
fell apart –
come for this
a morning more
to rise

. . .

beneath a sky of ancients ~

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come to me
to the fringe of dusk
when all I’ve known
is the way
to you –
where ne’er regret
is welcomed –
the velvet of his brow
his penchant
to distract
from all that matters
now

come to me
lay with me –
beneath a sky of ancients
lovers undecided
every one
breathe in me your story
grant my heart
the map –
faded lines
let these fingers bleed

come to me
a memory
come to me afraid
as proof of my good fortune
you might be
near as dawn approaches
with but a sigh
between
the shadow where you waited
come to me

. . .

where roses grew ~

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had i waited
on the spring
to gather me
for home –
the scent of winterberries
on the vine
had i held my breath
a moment here
to let the snowfall melt
bare feet
where roses grew
one morning
you were mine
as shadows burned
to daylight
dancers on the floor
pages from our story
to defend
when recalled
the times we wasted
waiting one more
kiss –
leaves became
the color of the sun
destined
by the cold
to fall again

. . .

seventeen and falling ~

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once before
i grieved your loss
seventeen
and falling
were home a way –
i’d find you
just the same
tucked between
the shadows
waiting
open arms
a memory
of memories –
reclaimed

make of me
tomorrow
strip my longing
bare
map the constellation
of my soul
steal my heart
take my breath –
claim
this sacred land
cleave of me
every truth
I know

. . .

evermore came down ~

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was never yours
to carry
never mine to touch
the distance to forever
from a moment
neath the oaks –

a perfect afternoon
for falling

was not for me
to squander
your name upon my lips –
the taste
of sunday morning
on my tongue

was never meant
for whispers –
search the night for me
come before
the frost is
melt away

what we knew
was left for knowing
in every moment
we begin

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a way I cannot find ~

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for moments there
sun bleached red
leaves were
falling down
parchment wings
against the sky
I’ve never been
one to curse –
one to bleed for long
the sky split open
goodbye

names resurface
pieces of a way I cannot find
tempted by a place
I linger still
with so much to remember
so few to put it down
prayers to ease
the wanting –
for words beyond
my will

. . .

memory of lace ~

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take me back
the way we came –
so I might see the sun
left to live
in stories
dreams
of deepest elm

so I might reach
for heaven –
the memory
of lace
folded into dust
another morning
come

take me back
if you can find
the road that was
remains
pressed against
the mountains –
caverns
without name

take me back
remember me
into the place
where light was born
fashion me a star
above the trees

. . .