Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer

He was the one I never questioned would be there,
the one I never expected would go
so far I can't find him now.
and I can't.
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The last time I accomplished this task,
I was too young to realize it,
that would be why it seemed so easy,
to learn my 'mother tongue'.
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You and me, Mr. Spock
where do we fit?
A sharp eared peg
into the nearly deaf hole,
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Catching fireflies feels
like catching poems,
Or should I say that
The other way around?
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No one I know here would say
They don't know what it feels like to be touched.

Maybe lots of folks would say
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Am I welcome here, now?
Or must I travel on?
I’ve been traveling so far, now
And yes, I can go on.
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Tracing fire with our fingertips,
Etching air with your crystal eyes,
You remade me,
Into your love,
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Someone taught him, early on,
Vows are promises made
to the g-ds,
his heart knew better.
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How could I forget him?
The one who changed everything,
The one who turned my life around,
The one who showed me who I am,
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A guide?
When did I ever need a guide?
A helper?
Why should a grown man need a helper?
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A sentinel?
In the middle of a burb outside Seattle?
In a police department in the middle of a burb outside Seattle?
How can that be?
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You would think being able to disappear,
Becoming part of the scenery, part of the unseen mob,
Would be a lark,
Would be a game,
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There comes a time in every life,
When you simply, freely have to admit,
You aren't doing this alone,
You never did this on your own,
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Why didn't I stop him?
Why didn't I stop myself?
Why didn't I see what that one life meant?
And why didn't I stay at his side,
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Summer

Spring was long and cold this year,
Summer seemed late and full of rain,
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I hear the cries of 'No! ' 'Go back! '
A bard always listens to her audience.
So, I'm here, again, to ask
How far back along my many paths
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If all I had were pictures
I could be content
to see over and over and over again
his golden smile,
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Voice 1

It was wonderful, it was fantastic,
it was ecstatic,
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1)
On not seeing him again, I find a known, sweet melancholy,
Many times, near and far, I’ve heard the sighs of those who saw.
If I keep this old hope at bay long enough, will I cease wanting?
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Learning a new language is walking a new path,
you’ll wear the same shoes, carry the same gear
look up at the same sky,
greet the same sun, or moon or
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