Sometimes I can’t sleep.

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Somewhere between awake and sleep
When counting sheep just does not work.
I look upon your closed eye lids.
That ripple with the shapes of dreams.
Like stars that twinkle in the sky.
I imagine my self under those.
To know just how pure you are.
A heritage of samurai.
Fresh snow upon the yellow grass.
Fallen blossom that rests
upon the road.
I want to walk that midnight path
To feel which way your wind blows.
And rest a while in the breeze.
Smell the scent of ancient trees.
And float off gently, easily
To sleep.

Last regret

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Sometimes in my morning mind.
As I sit and watch the world pass by.
And ponder on my last regret
While stubbing out my last cigarette.
I think of you.
And the lessons you taught.
How often you gave
More than you ought
And I a sapling in my youth
Took all from you that I could.
But youth no more
Does grace these bones.
While yours are laid at rest.
On that fair afternoon
I left you to soon.
It Will always be my
Last regret.

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I think of the window
I used to Climb through.
White socks and dirty trainers
On their way to you.
Who new that 12 years later
We d be so far apart.
I moved to Japan
I made a fresh start.
You stayed where you where
Consumed all your drugs.
Living for fixes
Not kisses or hugs.
A sad story that ended
With you betraying me.
But now I’m as high on life
As you will ever be.
Just goes to show you.
Honesty prevails
You haven’t the energy
To follow my trail.
I’ve found a love stronger
Stronger than you….
Ive found a love stronger
I forgive you.

Losing inspiration in a coffee shop.

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Quick glances at the wrist watch.
Tell of your impatience.
As the hungry writhe in the morning heat.
I sit in the cafe on the corner
And watch as you shuffle your feet.
Red man obstacle watches
He shall not let you pass.
Until that mechanical piper.
The Green man that hears his cry.
Beckons on those shiny shoes.
With an 8 bit mechanical sigh.
I take time to drink my coffee.
And absorb the readers face.
I lose myself in the moment.
From then I cant retrace.
My watch has become impatient.
As I rise up from my seat.
And walk with shiny shoes
To the green man upon the street.

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