Dennis Murphy

The missile nocked, Drawn tensions high
Your cruel words spoken, The bolt let fly
Precise straight and true, As such the art
Through armor breastplate and defence, Explodes my heart
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Missing you from so near a space
From this short distance I cleanly see your face
Every gorgeous dimple each beautiful line
Spellbound or cursed love to last all time
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I am just a rogue, an not a good one at that
Every word I bother to utter is stolen
Pretending to pick the fruit beneath my hat
From purest humans hanging furs to not let the cold in
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Back from hostile places, Recycled home I stay
Tommorrow's the twelfth, Hey it's your day
Dutifully, Because Hey thats me
I'll go light a candle, But in its light I wont see
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Your wick is lit, As it burns now I'm duty free
Then I did something surprising, I lit another you see
As the first one brightens, Cherished memories come to light
The second one is my torch, I'm leaving this with you tonight
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I've seen miles of jellyfish in the wash
The electric blues greens and purples light up the night

Offshore in the uncorrupted blackness a bloated moon
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In a dark place where I usually don't go
All alone with no allies all potential foes
I troll through the sharks big fins razored teeth
We meet in the dark night and dance off the street
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I drive under a digital sign
A twenty foot square omen of the times
'Report Suspicious Behavior' and I wonder
Is that how it started in Berlin? My mind thunders
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A young mother is rushed into a hospital delivery room
the term yet unfinished more than ten weeks too soon
the wise and learn-ed doctor bends to say
an unstirring child will be the outcome this day
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'Finally' I don't miss you any-more
Although I did think of you at the store
Could that be co-incedence? Guess I'll see
Everything is just Nectarine-y with me
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