Rachel Henley Poems

Def leppard on your dad's CD player,
Kick off the sheets,
naked, head to feet.
Hand on headboard,
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I miss the way your fingers tangled with the grass.
The patches of dirt on your pale soft knees.
How you felt as one,
with the birds and the trees.
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I am losing you, each and every day.
The seconds and the minutes are all ticking away.
I do not fear my own death, It will be what it will be.
But I fear that when you are gone, There is no me, without we.
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I had a dream and we had two tickets for a flight.
In secret we stole a car and escaped during the night.
We left behind things we were desperate to forget.
Never had I felt so content as I slept.
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The arguement that we threw between us,
lasted much longer than what it was worth.
You walked over me like a welcome mat.
I spoke to you like you were filthy dirt.
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The mattress we shared, the vessel of our passion.
Our hearts combined in such a lustful fashion.
You placed your wedding ring on the bedside table.
But with out guilty consciences we were both unable.
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</>Your love is a tender vice grip,
Gripping onto things that aren't yours to control.
Suffocating me from the air I want to breathe,
Making me persue the dreams of your soul.
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People change, So do seasons, years and time.
Then how come, I only think of you, as mine.
Once apon a lover ago, You were happy as just that.
Mistakes were made, Lies were laid,
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If there was ever such a forever.
Or an eternity combined with destiny.
That would be me,
That would be you.
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Pride and shame, over this valley, over my name.
Yes, this is my home, but this is not where I grew.
You see, I am so different, Here difference is few.
I walk through the terraced coal houses and feel so alone.
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