Cordell Rich

Candles sizzle and pop
In an angry and desperate struggle.

Each snowflake fights and leans
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I have been lonely before.
Listing between friends.
Going through the motions again and again.
Adding the moments together,
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I wanted more from you than you even had.
How does a man fall so hard and become so blind.
Is it because of a darkness inside of you,
That some how blinds me?
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You spill into my dreams,
Intrude into my days.
You come into my thoughts,
A pause in the cold wind.
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I'll never cry again
because I've lost you.
Because my heart would break,
And my soul would run dry
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Please don't let him steal you away.
Please don't kiss him with those lips.
Why would you hold his hands with your delicate hands?
Please don't laugh and lean on him as you walk.
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He dips in and out of the flames,
Tempting the fires of fate.
He flies by many names.
And his sight engenders hate.
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Are birds afraid to fall,
As they hop from limb to limb?
When the water's rise to tall
Are the fish afraid to swim?
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Your kiss lies there
Waiting for my lips
to draw from you
Quivering breaths
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Ive touched your hand,
Your hair,
Your cheek to my cheek.
Felt the warmth of
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Do you think me mad
That I should love you so.
And wait here day by day
Have you seen me standing alone
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tomorrow let me raise my chin
and feel the winters chill on my face
let me feel the cut of the bitter wind
as it moves from me to its winters race
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Love is cruel and unkind. A wet and soggy bit*h that clings to you long after she has turned cold.

How does she come and infect a man with such ease and strength and so quickly fill every pore, every shallow and then cling stubbornly long after the hear is gone.
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Under the table,
Our bodies move closer.
Feet move ever so slowly.
A dance of seduction!
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Clouds of purple and blue and grey
Gallop across an enormous sky
Grumbling now and then.
Each pulled toward another
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By Cordell Rich

would this man find a flower
and put it in a cage
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By Cordell Rich

I remember your shoulders
and your skin in the light
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I have seen the storm clouds gathering
the tides of your passions ebb and flow
I have seen the sun on your hair
and the fire in your eyes as you look at me
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when we first met we did'nt touch
that would come later, much later
I though we had plenty of time
and that I could wait for that moment
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