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AngelofIndifference
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since I lost my best friend.
In another time we loved at the altar of our heroes.
Now it has almost been a year since his parting
but I swear I can still see the dead dancing on scenic overlooks .
It's a grave that I cannot visit, touch, see, or whisper to.
It's a shame the other half got to him and cut him...cut him out.
Broken mirrors bled him free and bandaged him captured.
Wishes were choked black by reality
and reason was thrown to the bedside.
No matter how close the door it was never in reach.
No matter how we tried broken fingers could not turn back
what the hand had done, what the eyes had seen, or what the bones had incurred.
Only one witness,
the heart's false prophet,
still becomes stirred at the sound of their heroes
with sacred, silent, testimony
and suddenly…
he lives.
Sunflowers on the side of the road
Trampolines
Ice cream
Me and you.
Telling the concert you love this girl
Wet clothes
Long drives
A Hotel room
Confessions over dinner in Baltimore
Long Showers
On the floor
Laughter and Shampoo
Cooking together in May
Moonshine
Garage talks
Summer skies
Telling the truth
Our heroes in the car
Crazy Matty
Norah Jones
Painter song
Finger tips on your neck
Late night concert and you came home
Signed gift
Silk nightgown
Promises
Kisses and commitment
Drunken sex
Half time
You know the rest
I see planets
We would laugh
Phone calls
Letters
Gifts
Forgiveness
Just all of it really…but most of all…
The feeling it would all work out.
Beautifully observed, one of those "little things".
I like this.
Song
Singing so loud I loose the sense of shame, time, and place.
Art
Painting till the sense of knowing flows over me like a warm bath.
Kung Fu
Pounding veins lead drum beats of passion and will.
Help
Acknowledging the ignored until something is recognized in each other.
…Forgiveness
Defying all logic of justice by rejecting revenge and embracing the peace with in.