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 Aug 2016 Stacy Mills
Little Bear
if only we would love  
with our eyes
closed
and our hearts
open

we would not see
the outer shell

we would simply
fall in love with
the soul
the spirit
the heart
before us

for the rest
eventually falls away
Thank you all so so very much for all of the wonderful comments and kind words. I am so very grateful. I woke this morning to so many emails.. i actually thought my Mum had finally managed to use the email account i had set up for her and had sent me some messages :o)
but no .. haha bless her heart.. :o)

So.... again.. thank you thank you all forever, for all the hearts and all the love..
i feel it ***
Days seem longest when the sun won't set
Nights seem longest when the stars don't shine
I know I'll never be yours
Because you'll never be mine
Still nothing will **** this love inside
Nothing will let this heart beat die
No matter how much I cry
No attempts or acts of suicide
Not the death of all time
Its gonna be a long long life
With this love inside
 Aug 2016 Stacy Mills
storm siren
I'm not so great
At being strong
And I'm not the best
At fighting back,
But give me a reason,
Love,
Give me a reason.

I've lived through things
That break most men,
And I've seen things
Much too dark
And gruesome
For eyes so wide.

But I'd live through it
A thousand times
Over again
To hold your hand.

And I'm not one for risking myself,
But I'd risk it all,
To be by your side.

And if your being happy
Meant watching hellfire eat away
At parts of me
Which I never really even claimed to have,
Then let the fire burn away at my flesh.

But luckily enough,
Your being happy means running my fingers through your hair,
And scratching your head as you fall asleep on my lap.

And luckily enough,
Being yours doesn't mean going through hell and back,
But it rather means the warmth of the heavens,
And the light I've never known myself to have.

I'm not much for sunshine,
But if you were a ray of sun,
And it was overcast,
I'd bask in your warmth
For all eternity.

I'm not one for rainstorms.
But if you were a rain drop,
And it were drizzling,
I'd beg for a downpour.
I'm in love and it might be rad as ****. (Yeah making sappy things weird with slang!)
 Aug 2016 Stacy Mills
nivek
we dance here around a shared Sun
knowing we are finite
we still dance, all the more
its the only sanity our tribe knows
in the face of eternal sky
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