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stars are tiny holes
in Heaven's carpet
and they say that
humans are made
from the dust
that falls
through them
and can't get back home.
 Jul 2014 Emoni Jenkins
r
As we lie dying
the little death,
pull me close
beneath your chin
and hold me tight.
Breathe me in,
feel my heat,
wear me warm
like a well worn blanket.
I will weave you a dream
of dyed wool, desert moons
and a Paiute wind.
I'll dream us through
this long night.
Wrap yourself in me
and rest easy.
Breathe me in,
sleep in me, wear me
like you need to.
And when you awake
I'll still be here
like the desert moon
in a Paiute wind.

r 7/15/14
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  |     Paiute wind
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 Jul 2014 Emoni Jenkins
Paula Lee
To be so Lucky twice in a lifetime
to Love a man so pure of heart
With Faith anew, I Pledge to you
An Endless Love, an Endless start.

Two Souls entwined, made into one
up and around Loves' unending vine,
twines my Life, your life, ours
as your heart beats, so shall mine.

A Lovesong written in the stars
and to all that lend an ear
A path so finelytuned it sings
so Loud the Angels hear.

And Oh at last to find such joy
A place so Great, known
and now I lay me down to rest
FOR IT"S BEEN A LONG JOURNEY HOME!
Just Dreaming Tonight!
 Jul 2014 Emoni Jenkins
y i k e s
set the pencil down
close the book
put it back on the shelf
sit down on your bed
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

you have nothing else to say.
s
t
o
p
trying.
We cut and **** flowers because we think they’re beautiful
We cut and **** ourselves because we think we are not
Blooden'd tears fall upon
Thy tender cheek.
A hollow chime is laid
Bare on swollen ears.

The blank canvas of thy
Body lies still like a mirror'd
Pool in aspect of night's
Algid face of innocence.

Under evocative, tragic skies,
In the fields of summer bright,
Lost in lamentation's hue
Thy death as sweet as roses' bloom.
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