040309A beauty on my hands
4/5/2009 4:11:43 PM
i touch my lips with whisper
talking to my self with wonder
with these fingers i hold beauty
with this mind i create imagery
but when does dove journey ends
when wings tired and sky dims
in a glimpse of time i still remember
rubbing my hands to ease my rattler
blowing air to deflate my lungs; settle
but if it failed, crawl into my comforter
it could be smell or warmth it offers
i fall asleep; wakes up feeling better
today for some reason everything failed
i end up daydreaming rolling on my bed
i chuckled, grab my putter and played
i might have putted so many balls, sigh
only remarkable change is time flies
you know what i miss you i won’t lie
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4/5/2009 8:47:25 PM
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4/6/2009 1:53:51 AM
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4/7/2009 9:14:32 PM
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4/8/2009 1:56:18 AM
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4/8/2009 10:23:46 AM
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