Waking Wanting

Seems a common attribute

in the life of a man, a woman,

a dog, a pet, cat, animal in the wood.

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We are all seemingly looking,

wishing, imagining, decisions made

upon what feels right,

what it is that speaks to our being

in the moment.

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In the quiet of a soft rain,

we would recall her smile,

the water dripping off a

stylish rain jacket, hood,

one he knew she might wear

on a glorious summer afternoon,

and still,

his heart would beat,

at the beauty cast within his eyes.

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Oh to know the true grace behind elegance

is to cast off the misnomers,

those shadows sought in silence.

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Instead we could have a sigh,

just our own,

meant for no one else,

she might take note,

except we would suggest,

of the love her grace

will offer his own

peace of mind.

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We might wander when

love’s shadow becomes our own.

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© Scott F Savage 2019

A Walk Inside Conversation

I found my quiet on a rainy night,

windows crying a typical why,

my mind reeling with a wondering eye

what might her words tonight underly.

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I cannot predict a tear

doesn’t matter really where,

a moment in time suspend

my eyes become water no end.

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I wish I might understand mystery

what gives claim to such trickery,

the mental health of passion speak

only when our lives in love do peak

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Today I wandered inside sweet memory

finding solace in my own vulnerability.

© Scott F Savage 2019

When Once We Could Fly

We heard a soft sound,

a beckoning whisper

hers is a sweet lullaby

simple and free.

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We knew life so abound

our every move, a stir

in a quiet, hushed rhapsody

of love, you and me.

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Oh to capture the truth in such melody

To know our hearts our passion a remedy

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We knew would be our albatross

a slow and stirring flight

through foggy nights,

and morning autumn breeze.

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We cried a tear as emotions cross

yet still winds of passion fight,

forever this our lover’s plight,

we could, might know its gentle ease.

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Oh to capture the truth in such melody

to know our hearts, a love speak sensuality.

Wish Might Believe

Wish we believe the sentiment we express,

the humanity of obligation,

the thrill of matrimony,

the tools of taking action.

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Wish we believe love is real,

such is the passion of our appeal

that journey,

a mountain seeking such valley.

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Wish we believe in our heart,

the validity of a soul

drawn inside a world so

filled with strength and desire.

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Wish we believe our love is true,

no obstacle might step inside,

a dream, a natural travel

beyond the realm of mechanics.

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Wish we believe such is the elegance

of knowing a person so deeply

that nothing, nothing at all,

can interfere with such Grace.

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Wish might believe, we, I do

Wish might believe! i do …

Sweet Resilience

We do live a testing ground,

a question of compassion,

a drive toward some genuine

indication.

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We are within the world clear

if when the fog lifts we find

some peace in our giving

state of mind.

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When last I spoke to harmony

the melody soothe my soul

I could dance alone in the street

without conscious reflection

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We are within the world clear

when love we know is held dear.