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Nightingale Sep 24
Living like there is always tomorrow
Oblivious
Its too heavy a crown to carry
Death
Easier to ignore the downfall
Inevitable

But I cant let you go
Not you
My anchor
My solace
My hopes
My soul
Silly right?
The little girl in me never grew up
Dad you are my peace
My role model
My whole heart
My balance

Somehow it seems trivial
Having to go through life without you
Even though I have kids of my own
I cant let you go

I will shatter once you go
I will never be whole again
It will pass?
I will pass through life oblivious, anxious, hollow

I dont think Ive ever told you
How much you mean to me
Just knowing you exist in this rotten world
Turns everything into colour

I cant let you go

Ive walked through life
Ive had people come and go
Many have weaved their stories with mine
Many have passed uneventful
Most have been retched
Of all those people,
I never came across anyone like you
A heart of gold
Pure
Strong
Balanced
Supportive
Moral
Caring
Deep
Nightingale Sep 23
I take a plunge
The world shuts down
The mind goes quiet

I take a plunge
I am the ocean
Waves of pleasure
Build steadily
Release rhythmically

My eyes drown
Into yours
Tragically feeble
Yet
They want to drown
Deeper
Into the abyss
Into the unknown
Into the darkness
To bathe in what could be
In endless desire
In the unspeakable
the unfathomable

Drowning further
Barely breathing
Panting
Racing
There, when you can't hold it
There, between death and the living
There we meet

I take a plunge
I am the ocean
You take a plunge
We are one
Nightingale Sep 15
The streets are empty
The crowds have taken shelter
A soft chill lands on your skin
Quiet sounds fill the air

Paris in all its majesty
Has fallen asleep

After taking in the Tour Eiffel
The Notre Dame
The seine
The food
The lines
The louvres

I settle into my bed
Unsettled

Paris is sleeping
Yet you are awake
In my mind
On my skin
At the tip of my tongue
Nightingale Aug 27
You dance around with the words in your mouth
You don’t actually dance
They roll around your tongue
Like melted icecream lingering
You dance around with the words in your mouth
Yet you do not dance
Like a bee sipping the nectar from a new blossom
Words wedding words
Are we waiting for the vows?
Nightingale Aug 23
To the boy who’s fixated blue

To the north pole
Void of Santas warmth
Cold blue ice
Yearning for elves
Frozen white snow
Aching for magic

To the boy who’s fixated blue

Fairytale dust I sprinkle unto you
Nightingale Aug 17
Your finger reached out to trace my skin
Places others have never been
People bowed and faded
In reverence to this sacred mass

There, time did not exist
Rules did not make sense
My senses could not resist
A passage way into a trance

Snap out of it
Soul back to body
Body back to the world
People and sounds emerged

As we found ourselves
Sitting in the midst of a crowd
Sipping drinks
Losing ourselves
Nightingale Aug 14
Gaping souls
And
Plundered holes
Excuse me!
You’re standing in my way
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