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Tenderness

An afternoon by the river
where glasses tinkled
in carefree merriment,
voices swelled in liquid laughter,
all around bonhomie
spilling over
ignorant to private grief –
the cracked hands, the tears unplanned.

I listened as hard as I willed,
unravelling laid bare, sorrows stilled.
Holding your fingers, fragile and fair,
what solace could I offer?
What comfort unspooled?

Parting ways
on a bridge of concern,
light led you onwards,
and lips joined
and hearts leaped
deep in humanity’s heat.

An eternal song,
music of voices unbarred,
togetherness coalesced.

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Silence

There is a silence that hurts
There is emptiness that bleeds
There is hollowness that cries
There is a despair that feeds.

There is a silence that kills
There is acceptance that numbs
There is quietude that roars
There is a stillness that hums.

There is a silence that lifts
There is clarity that falls
There is wonderment that spurs
There is a yearning that calls.

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Arrival

You come to me in dreams,
Holding a blade of light;
You come to me in life,
Casting out the fright.

You come to me in style,
A smile that sweetly greets;
You come to me in hope,
Gilding the fleeting beats.

You come to me in peace,
A sea of watchful grace;
You come to me in joy,
This heart an open space.

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All My Thoughts

All my thoughts they swim towards thee
In a stream that blends you and I.
Over mountains, rocks, sand and scree,
All my thoughts they swim towards thee.
When I find myself steeped in tea
Or above earth flying so high,
All my thoughts they swim towards thee
In a stream that blends you and I.

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What is…

What is life without the meeting of minds?
A cheerless chasm.

What is life without the touch of laughter?
An echo with no soul.

What is life without the linking of limbs?
Empty beyond words.

What is life without the flame of love?
Hollow. Hollow. Hollow.

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