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  May 2020 CyprianVanDyke
John Destalo
shed like
a cat but

make it tears

leave them
everywhere

so everyone
gets them

all over
themselves

so they find
them in

the strangest
places

and wonder
where they

came from
Covering my battered soul with a grin,
And I carry my longing to meet you soon in my spirits,
Maybe you'd heal my scars with your touch,
No, the timing have to match,
Yes, I have to wait,
If it means confronting the bruises on my body of someone's hate,
You will come won't you?
It's the least thing I expect life to do,
Granting the exemption,
To reach the day of explanation,
Yet here I wait for my closure,
What's that you ask?
My death, My life's dusk.
That it will come never again is what makes life so sweet.
-Emily Dickinson
Shadows hiding our appearances to the core,
Crowd drifting the distance more,
Between us,
But not between our souls,
I bet I saw someone last night,
Not thinking about your rejection,
I just went towards your reflection,
And I embraced you,
It felt like a dream too good to be true,
Somehow you didn't pushed me away,
I expected the harsh words you didn't say,
The spell has broken,
My racing heart has calmed down,
Thank you for at least letting me do that,
I wish this wasn't the last time we met.
No matter how hard you try
your dreams can never be sweeter than mine
Because I dream about you.
-unknown
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