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Littles story….

“Tell me a story.” He said.

So she said his name.

He took a sideways glance, “Short story…” He mused.

She smiled. “There was One. But it wasn’t really One. It was missing a slight piece, so it was less than One.”

He look across again, wondering if she would continue.

“It spent it’s life being content to be less than One. Never quite being whole. But the world never noticed. And so One spent life looking whole on the outside but finding it’s self lacking on the inside.”

He was quiet. “That’s quite a sad story.” He finally said.

She looked up at him. “One gave up hope of ever finding the missing piece to make its self complete.”
“But fate and destiny are strange. When one gave up? The missing piece entered Ones life.”

“And does One feel whole now?” He smiled.

“Yes.”
“One is finally complete. No missing piece. One is now whole.”

“You are silly.” He smiled ☺

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Random thoughts…

There are times

My thoughts get the better of me,

Times I think I should

Set you free,

But then we’d lose

Both me and you,

This love is worth it

The hard times to,

In loving you I’ve

Come to see,

There’s a well

Inside of me,

One that loves you

Endlessly,

My missing piece

Searched my whole life through,

I always felt empty

Until I found you…

~….The gift….~

Imagine your hopes and desires

take them and times them by ten,

Take all your dreams for the future

to the past and then present again,

Add sweet dash of magic

stir it with truest loves kiss,

A pinch of the softest caress

the moment of eternal bliss,

Pour it in a heart of glass

the fragility and hope of new,

And if you can imagine it all

then you’ll know how I feel about you….

.x.

~…. Storyteller ….~

The lies they slither

off your tongue,

And one by one I fall for them

completely come undone,

You weave your web fabricated

untrue,

And I fall I fall

such a fool for you….

All through the day

you do burn bright,

Set yourself on fire

see the light,

Oh sail away

on seven sea,

Run from a storm

you can’t break free,

From flame filled eyes

look at the dawn,

The light chase shadows

across the morn,

And through this new day

you will burn bright,

Burning embers in your eyes

to bring comfort and warmth at night….

.x.

She wasn’t made like the rest

no she wasn’t made that way,

The blackness the battles within her

for she kept her demons at bay,

Surrounding herself in the icy cold

none she let through to her heart,

She kept it surrounded by forests

a warmth many fires it could start,

A warrior her words

were her blade,

Her shield

something she had made,

No she wasn’t like the rest

she was a black rose,

Her mind filled with promises

and prose,

No she wasn’t

like the rest,

To a Knight

she would’ve been a mere test,

But her heart

was found by a King,

No easy feat

no easy thing,

And that’s where the

story does start,

This King

he found her heart,

No she wasn’t like the rest

sharp thorns so full of prose,

She wasn’t like the rest

Those velvet depths

hidden in a plain black rose….

.x.

Outside Inside

Don’t look through my armor

you won’t like what you see,

Don’t look through my armor

at the darkness that’s me,

I’m barren and tormented

don’t open that door,

Its a hurricane a whirlwind

throws most to the floor,

Jagged pieces that cut

shattered like glass,

Move on keep on walking

this door you should pass,

For if you opened this door

you should bare,

A torrential hurricane

that seems to not care,

Battle hardened

made a warrior from life,

That has thrown up enough heartache

danced on opinions knife,

On the other side

resides a quiet glen,

One given to nature

not seen by men,

And there upon 

the softest grass,

As the sun shines down

Shadows like

stained glass,

Lies a flower

jaded but pure,

Crushed a little

but stronger than before,

Beware of this flower

as it comes with these words….

….I am but a flower, so delicate and soft, a mixture of blood and tears, transparent when held aloft, life it gives you 2 choices, you can be harsh winter or soft sun, crush this little flower closed, or allow it to gently come undone….


.x.

~….Voice….~

That smile oh that smile I

hear it in your voice,

Kaleidoscopic colors from your mouth

made by choice,

And I fall a little deeper

a little deeper than before,

Drugged a little deeper 

needing a little more….

Tonight I watched 

as the soft sheets of rain fell,

My thoughts they swirled a vortex

but on many did I dwell,

I watched as the plume of smoke left my lips

and carried off by the wind,

I looked to the sky

the only judge that I’ve sinned,

My thoughts they spun

to which I’d rather be,

The softest of rain

or the wind wild and free,

My thoughts turned to the elements

to nature and more,

Each one impressive

not like the one before,

My innermost being Earth

this I know,

The scars of the past and yet still

she does grow,

To be kissed by the warmth

of the sun in the sky,

Caressed by the rain

with the softest of sigh,

Hear the song of the wind

like the call of a child,

And still she grows 

strength untamed free spirited and wild….

.x.

~….Two arms to hold….~

And it’s those days

those rainy days,

Those endless days

those days with many endless ways,

Where emotions bubble

from deep inside,

Where feelings escape

just go on the slide,

Those days you wish

the world away,

Where you just need two arms

and the promise of stay,

When the nightmares they came

haunt you in your sleep,

And they pick at forever

nightmare’s a secret you keep,

Those words and those eyes

stay with you til light,

And you long for that smile

that’s kept out of sight,

And you wake up exhausted 

you fall out of bed,

There’ll  be days that you’ll think

you’d be better off dead,

But get up you will 

with rain clouds your friend,

The soft pitted patter

feels it won’t end,

And softly you’ll 

sigh,

Tears will well and

you’ll cry,

All that you want 

is two arms to hold,

The words that they’ll be there

your knight brave and bold,

You’ll just want words 

upon your skin,

You’ll just want love

the warmth within,

When that day is so gray

innocence gone you feel old,

You’ll quite simply crave

two arms to hold….
.x.



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