Rachel L. Moore

Come now. Riddle me this?
I know something you don’ know.
Can’t think like I think?
Don’t Google it, ‘cause that’s low.
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I’m a little fed up with life right now.
You know how it is…
Got stood up for … what?
Walked half-naked through
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I watch you sleeping.
And you are beautiful.
Your chest rising and falling,
Is simply mesmerizing…
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Time seems broken,
So Out of line.
Not like these words
Falling out of my mind.
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Dusk purple trees reach out high,
Gently brushing the Cotton Candy sky,
The nostalgic horizon passes by
And time races toward the time to die.
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As I sit here typing away
I look at my toes.
I remark to myself,
“My toes…
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To love….
What wouldn’t I give?
To love…
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Down my cheek runs a single tear.
Do I hear you call my name?
No. You’re the same,
indifferent to my pleas.
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My pen flows across this page,
Saying nothing,
Nothing,
And more of nothing.
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Sand, slipping
Through the funnel of the hourglass,
The Sun, tracing
His yearly predestined course,
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With you…

Time slows contra’y to reason,
Life gives meaning to the season.
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Your smile is the sunshine in my day.
Your eyes, guiding lights to help me find my way.
You are my dear, yes you are mine,
If only for this short sweet time.
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Body Broken…
Voice Croakin’…
Soul of Shame…
Tainted Name…
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