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Halfway past midnight

in that deep blue starlight.

By Oliver MPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
Halfway past midnight
Photo by Reign Abarintos on Unsplash

I miss you.

Days on bliss,

nights amiss.

I remember your eyes dim the night as we kiss our life like so.

Now I try and find myself as if there is no more day or night I try to bend my own light.

Try and pretend I still,

I might,

although I show what care I give most.

. at times I just show up at that porch and see your loving light.

. . each time that hanging satellite smiles down on me I move as if you are guiding me day and night.

. . . but wait for her I dont know how to give her all of my might.

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"You are a lonesome one, not lonely.

You need someone to have and hold you steady.

Here we are;

no one can and shall;

not unless you take your helm;

and show your self.

Not unless you want out just to love again."

There a love of the intangible ones gave me an assurance and certainty why should I keepeth thee.

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About the Creator

Oliver M

Poetry is my past, the future rolls for no one. I'd rather have her exorcise my past and to entertain as life goes by in this chaotic world.

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