The alarm goes off
I hit the snooze
The news is on
And it’s not good
I want to go back in to my slumber
I want to dream of a place like no other
A place where dreams float upon the air
Where you can reach high and take your pick
A place where peace, love and compassion reign
Where the innocence of our children is not at risk
A place where they can grow strong and stable
Where never a harsh word could be spoken
Or a clenched fist raised
A place where war has no meaning
A place where men and woman don’t have to
Die to be free
A place where tears turn to laughter
A place where the sense of loss becomes
A little less heavy
Until that exists in the world
I’ll continue to dream of
A place like no other
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Words tucked away
In unseen notebooks
Bares her soul
Where no one sees
Afraid of the truth
And how it’s perceived
Vulnerable and defenseless
She quietly sits alone
Reveals her darkest secrets
Records every milestone
With her words tucked away
In unseen notebooks
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There’s a force that pulls me
I try to resist
But I am beat
There’s a voice that haunts and soothes me
I have no control
I can only yield to the beauty of the words
They cover me like rain
I bathe in the soft downpour
I do not seek shelter
As it is warm and satisfying
There’s a force that pulls me
And I embrace it
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I’m there beside you
I’m the passion that stirs you
You think you feel me
But you’re unsure
You breathe me in
And taste my desire
I satisfy your hunger
You feed my soul
I’m the candlelight that guides you
I’m there in the distance
You exhale and I dance upon your breathe
I’m there beside you
I’m the raw excitement at your fingertips
I’m the unbridled energy that rages deep within
I’m the feeling of youth in the depths of your soul
I’m there beside you.
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Can I be your muse?
Can I be your inspiration?
If only I could hide away unnoticed.
I would feed your spirit and entertain your soul.
Would it be worth all the sacrifices?
Could it be like the dreams that play in my mind?
The ones that tantalize my being.
Can I suspend time and feel the heat?
Would it be worth the burn?
Would it tattoo my soul?
This intense desire, so impure,
Lurks where no one sees.
Can I be your muse?
Can I be your inspiration.
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