Spoken Word

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As I Wait

As the sun is setting beneath the earth and the wind returns to embrace my soul,

I shall grow old and die here as I wait for your return.

Nights so dark, long, and empty, a new day bright, airy, and lonely.

The dew lost its moisture, the flowers their scent, gone is the absence of

Your crispy breath that once blew upon them.

Sorrow abides within me rooted, grounded, growing into a sharp aching everlasting pain.

I do what I must to live through each moment.

Will death come to me before my eyes sweep past your face? Before my lips drink life from

Yours again. So many riddles to solve.

The rainbow the color of your hair, has not appeared since you’ve

Been gone.

Chills creep into my bones yearning for your warm touch.

Time should stand still and wait for you as I do.

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Dear Readers, 

Scary, meaningful, belief, purpose, bashful, imagination, third eye, power, story telling, pen, canvas

Life can be scary without meaningful beliefs and purpose. Imagination powers our third eye the pen creating stories we painted on canvas., and there is no time to be bashful.

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