Gloom in Bliss

Life speaks of bliss.

Gloom dropped to feet.

Sweet hellos to blink

blank stare, misty- eyed;

dark goodbyes in pink

Us bid a chance

to not wreck a lie.

Yet eyes see. Hearts feel

lines of no rhyme,

a dance with no beat,

a few words to cheat,

music so mine,

your painting of defeat.

Hooray, we said to hold on.

Hooray, we’ll say to move on.

Life speaks of bliss.

Gloom dropped to feet.

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Aug 30/11 9:30pm

Us- a history

Call me yours
We start over again
Let your whisper
Be a breeze to my hair.

Sing me love songs
I reply you with prose
You and I, we venture
a world fiery and lost.

Promise me a new day,
We do this all the way
Bring me back memories
Remind me our stories.

Oh dear, I forgot
Not a thing I remember
Yet the feeling lingers
To seem last forever.

Hold me so tightly
Kiss me tenderly
I know you and I
In bed-- a history.

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