Wayne Ruff

The breeze floated into the room,
Like a small scented gust blown through angels lips,   the meloncoly but veracious wind

it blows the bells of a church chapel at night and still it corressess baby's cheeks with the softness of warmth,
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Call me Nazeris
I am the master of my destiny
The holder of the key
The teller of stories
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And the Willow does not grow

Into the ground my roots were sunk,
the root system looking to be nourished,
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Cast me out a reflection
something from the past
cast me out a reaction
something that will last
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When a man does loose his love
He can think of nothing else besides his love
from the softness of her gazing eyes
to the warmth of being between her thighs.
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I know more than i know
I know more the further i go
I see more than i see
I hear more than i hear
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The big picture of today is to let my love take me away

We will live alone on a tropical island
Peaches, spices, cantilope and rices
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A poem a day is what I say
It helps me pass the time away,
It's not always easy thinking of things to say, still in mind I will have a play
I tinker with this I shuffle at that
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Modern man doesn't have a plan
He just does what he can
Filling his life with what a man can
I admit i am a fan
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For my soul a guide
In my minds eye there will be an answer an Insight of a problem difficulties are opportunities
reason when reason is not present
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I am the eye of the storm
The bringer if good form
The intruder
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Winds blow clouds over the oceans of the world,
taking many people far
with its turbulence and swirls,
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Oh Lady of love the flutter of a dove
Why do you appeal to me
I want to find the time
To spend a dime
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Because the toadstool is my cover and the mushroom is my life
And if you meet me here in 100 years it would be the best part of my life

If i rode a butterfly to the fortress
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One year is nearly here
One year without you near
and i still shed a tear
though i drown those thoughts with beer
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What is life? Is it about where and why?
Is it to feel the pleasure and pain of a physical existence?
Is it to live up to the pecking order back in heaven?
Or is it to push the evolution of man ahead by playing your individual part
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Riddles riddles deep in my mind,
they flow into my mouth
though the tongue not forked
the words true from my lips
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Silver to gold stories unfold
as i adorn myself
the siver is dusty
the gold is rusty
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I am like a good book Lost
Lost on a shelf amongst many others
lots of great titles surround me
and if you look past the cover, great reading.
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