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The Evening Sky
Opens to a Canopy of Stars
Above Me
A warm
Yet cooling breeze
Swirls a gentle Push
Against my Legs
I am waiting Again
To have you acknowlege
My words
Knowing it will be
so much easier
To stay Quite
To Just Listen
To bite my Tongue
Swallow my Thoughts
When you Speak
Knowing it best to
Withhold
My Reactions
My Opinions

I have become Numb
Now to it all
Apprehension
fills my throat
When I am moved to Speak.
So much easier to look
To the Stars and Moon
for a Comfortable
Sharing of thoughts*


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All Rights Reserved.
Moonflower in the Pale Moon Light
Gently unfurling
Willingly to the Nights Delight

Cloistered under the Bright
Clear Sun.. Shutting Herself
Till the Day is Done

Secrets Revealed under the
Veil Of Darkness
Light of the Moon
The only Language
To which She Harkens

* * * *
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MoonFlower
Sunflowers
Wild Daisies
Reaching high

Tall above
The Abandoned 
Victory Garden

Once
Abundant
Filling baskets to
Overflow

Enough for all to share
Allowing our love to show

Wild Flowers now dwell
Defiantly
Winding, twisting their way thru

Able to reach great heights
Tall overgrown weeds
That live there too

The garden
A snapshot
of our family's
Fractured Love..

No more bounty here

Only rouge Sunflowers and
Moonflowers, tall Thistles and Weeds.
Morning Glories have risin up
In full display of
their glorious, radiant colors

No intention to Leave.   CMF 8/2014
~Christi Michaels~November 2014~

A Moment
Luscious,
******
  
The yearning  
Yeilding to it...
Exquisite

Letting go at Last
Emraced in Passion


Then the need to
pull back
from the rawness of it all   


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waking gently
alone
not far away from my home
connections deep
almost half of my years
with this life partner
my precious one
heart able to rest at last

I had dreamt of us
left one man
then two
following his scent..
Knew I would bear our children
understood without question
this definition of soul mate
that once belonged to us


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.

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