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karleigh Jun 2015
He took her hand
Grasped it firmly
The sun
She waved goodbye
As we danced among the stars
I often wondered why.

Why must I never know
The reasons to where and when
The answers to my questions,
Must they never end?

The moon he looked at me
Yet did not need to speak a word
The stars?
Oh they sang beautifully
Wanderlust
The only noises heard.

I could not bare to leave
A place that I had dreamed to know
The moon could sense my grief
And so he whispered soft and slow,

"My love,
The night is forever
It is now,
it is then
It is the time eternal,
it is the time transcend,
And this he told me so.
There is no real end."
karleigh Jun 2015
The
Secrets of her soul
Her heart told them to her mind
Her mind told them to her voice
As she whispered to the wind

The
Wind listened carefully
It heard all she had to say
Gone away with secrets
As the wind carried on
karleigh May 2015
the end
is sometimes thought
to be
a sorrowful reflection upon the past
regrets fill the soul
emotions fill the heart
the inner casket full of memories
to be
captured forever
images cast upon the shadows in the mind
soon to be forgotten
however
what we forget
what we fail to accept
to realize
you see, my darling,
the end
is only
the beginning
karleigh May 2015
i open my world
endlessly
to you

my mind
at sea

the waters fill
with secrets
pleasures come
within the waves
abundant memories
with every movement
upon the shore
i think of you
my mind
at home

my mind
at sea
karleigh May 2015
something tells me
you're still awake
something tells me
you're still listening
to the thoughts spin restless
within your mind
of me?
i hope
so beautiful
i wait
does something tell you
i may still be awake
thoughts
of you?
i think
or has my imagination
masked the truth
karleigh May 2015
America's silence
the loudest
yet
inaudible
we watch
in fear
we wait
in apprehension
our thoughts wander beyond the silence
louder than words
than actions
our thoughts echo
thoughts are continuous
ideas live on
America
make a noise
karleigh May 2015
?
the mark we leave on the world
a question
who are we
who we are
we wonder
we wish
we hope
to be remembered
to make a difference
we must
mark the world
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