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  Jun 2015 possibly
Cave Man
I remember the last day,
The last day I looked you
In the eyes

I remember the last day
You smiled and laughed at
What I said

I remember the last day
I heard the sound of your voice and the touch
Of your skin against mine

Oh how the last day of my happiness ended,
It haunts me
Every night
Every day

I feel lost
Without your love

6-25-15
  Jun 2015 possibly
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you were my january, new and fresh, waiting and eager

you were my february, lovely and red, short and sweet

you were my march, long and gruesome, grey and heavy

you were my april, clean and damp, lively and green

you were my may, blooming and new, wispy and pale

you were my june, loved and fiery, hazy and breezy

you were my july, red and blue, revered and bright

you were my august, muggy and sweaty, sticky and hot

you were my september, dreaded and anticipated, stressful and hectic

you were my november, chilly and windy, biting and thankful

you were my december, merry and cheery, pining and frigid

but most of all,

you were a year wasted.
fresh off the press.
  Jun 2015 possibly
Chris
_

Your lips are sweet poetry,
*they rhyme perfectly with mine
  Jun 2015 possibly
Chris
~

I gave her
  the moon,
she handed me
  the stars
    and together
  our love
    created a
      *perfect universe
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