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  Feb 2015 Miki
Aspen
you shoved flowers in
my ears and told me
to listen closely as
though forcing
the good in
will efface
the bad
Miki Feb 2015
My feet long to walk
Until i reach the ocean
Where only a boat
Might take me further

My old habits
Catch me
By the hair

I
Feel
Like running
Away

This night is cold
Colder than anything
But maybe if you
Were warmer

Id Actually
Want
To
Stay

No
No
No

I cant
Blame
You

Its me.
It has always
Been me.

Im afraid of words
Because i live
In their power

Love
Holds far
Too much
Pain

If i could live by the ocean
Maybe
Maybe id stay
I just had to talk to something
  Feb 2015 Miki
Alyssa
aromas
of fresh linen, and
your buttermilk skin
pull me aside
from my late-night talk with the moon;
she needs her sleep,
you say;
and it's time for breakfast.



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maybe part of me is still waiting for mornings to arive because it was your favorite time of day
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