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I made this for you

Who have not nursed a child

Though mother to all

 

Who held up a torch

When I tripped in the dark

You guided my way

 

You were born for this

To pick up the broken parts

Make them whole again

 

Your little bundle

Is wrapped in those of us

Whose lives cross your path

 

For the love of a mother

Can be in one woman to another

 

( A special dedication to special women in my life on mother’s day)

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She knew exactly what he meant when he said that he felt grounded.

It was that sense of escape from the daily grind, from the onslaught of the noise in your head and the responsibilities that handcuffed you in claustrophobic spaces.

After all this time, like the little town, she was still his refuge, the one he thought of when he had thoughts to spare. She alone understood his unspoken words.

They were her words too.

Though miles apart, she felt his longing.

She understood how to make him smile again.

That little town, stood as proxy for her heart.

 

 

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Lately, he had felt a growing restlessness, plagued by memories best left in tissue wrap in that special corner of his mind, that place of solace when the music ended, colluding with his empty whiskey glass.

So it surprised him to feel a sense of tranquility as he drove into the little town, nestled against the mountain with its neat tree lined  streets.

Suddenly, there she was, stepping out of the shadows – a figment of his imagination?

He had to share this moment with her, make her see what he saw.

She responded to his message immediately with: “I know!”

 

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A mirrored reflection caught my eye

A black and white picture of you and I

Behind the reflection, rose colored walls

Sounds of love songs echoing down halls

 

Through the tracks of needles and tapes

Spun out of swelling love and heartbreaks

Time swirled around and streamed through

A broken part of me to a broken part of you

 

Shared memories linger in that ideal frame

A sequenced montage that calls out my name

As I gaze closely at the photograph once again

I glimpse the anticipation we could not contain

 

When our favorite song invited us to dance

We seemed to have been captured in a trance

The image keeps us locked in eternal embrace

What happened next, there is no sign or trace

 

That appears to be the way of sweet dreams

Where the magic is not as perfect as it seems

But as I lay my weary head and return to sleep

I rewind our love song that still makes me weep

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It’s over now

The sluice gates were opened wide

Filling the river with tears that I cried

 

You hovered for a while

Not wanting to leave me like this

So you turned and gave me a final kiss

 

Still you keep coming back

In my thoughts, and into my dreams

Your face, reflected in the sun beams

 

Though it’s over now

There’s a special place for you in my heart

Even though we’ll now and forever be apart

 

The music  will still linger on

It is the language of our souls

It permeates far beyond our controls

 

I’m so glad that I had this dance with you.

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It cuddles me in the midnight hour

Opening me up like a blossoming flower

 

Wrapping me in the afterglow of that feeling

When the rapture of an orchestra hits the ceiling

 

Like gently cupped whispers filling my ear

To fall in love again, let go, run wild my dear

 

Don’t think about tomorrow, today is right here

As the music plays, feel my warm breath so near

 

It reaches deep within, moving mysteriously inside

The strange feeling of love that I just cannot hide

 

It takes me back to another season in time

It  directs me to fill this page with my rhyme

 

It’s taken over my body and soul

Before I know it, I’ve lost all control

 

Could It be that I’ve just lost possession of my mind?

Or is this the love song that took so many years to find?

 

I may not understand this strange feeling that I get

But I know that this emotion hasn’t left me quite yet

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In a dream you came to me

whispering that word

the resonance that found us

when it was just you and I

 

The word that bound us

across  oceans and sky

in that place where you waited

time ticking, endlessly

 

Until I opened my window

saw your footprints in the sand

the smile you’d left me to find

with that word that belongs to you

 

The dream still lingers in my wake

in the last message you crafted

contrasting the shadow and light

cupid’s arrow, threw my heart

 

I’m hoping to see beyond my tears

when love brings you back to me.

It’s all in that word that means: the

same thing is happening to you and me.