Coffee Shop Sessions

Tag: love poem

  • Psychosis

    Pieces of you unearthin places we’ve been, laughs we’ve shared,all that clinged us together. I crave to tell you‘I miss you’but it’s been awhilesince we last spoke. These are only words,but we’re kidding ourselvesand everyone else; I feel the truth. You once promised to use me like you knew me. I still ache for those…

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  • Walking Down To The Lake

    The clock slowly ticks half past eight, with only a few beers consumed it’s not nearly enough to forget the night but enough for us to realize something here is not quite right. I gather my things, grab the leash for the dog and jet off for a walk down to the lake, breaking tension…

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  • Get Lost in the Pouring Rain

    So feeble We fumble Bodies tangling, intertwining We get lost in the moment, In the rush Drifting off to our own space No time like the present We’re looking for answers in the pouring rain If you could get by For one night Without looking for the answers If you could For one night Love…

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  • Refrain

    We loved but we were never lovers, not like the ones in old Hollywood movies who walk into each other’s lives and leave hoping we could have been more,for there was nothing more to this story that could have turned out differently. All that remains are brief moments of calling out your name now and…

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  • The Quiet Sunshine

    the sun glitters atop a river’s bend the breeze softly lifts a single leaf, soaring above the river, between the trees slowly it goes, never falling, never settling for a moment everything pauses, animals stop to turn, stunned by radiance amongst the greenery a rare moment of silence, of peace, of joy, produced at exactly…

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  • More or Less

    a poetic response to A Longing Less Refined by Tom Alexander You call for less words, less distraction, to sink yourself further. But do you realize the sensuality of your words fuels this flame? How without them this connection wouldn’t exist? Cut the words? I say keep them coming, stack them higher and higher. Not…

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  • The Pull of You

    There’s no stopping it. There’s no going back. Even if I tried the pull of your force is stronger than my will to go. See how the current meets the sea, not stopping midway to ponder its existence, to debate whether it should or if it belongs.It flows where gravity takes it,where nature pulls and…

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  • Thank You For This Gift

    I used to dream of the sea, of lonely nights, the ones of you and me staying up late through all hours of the night planning what we’d do if we were in the same room I don’t dream of that anymore for when I’m in need I turn you on and there you are…

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  • A Bleeding Heart

    It’s getting late and we’re dying to find out what’s fated us here tonight. You dare to ask what I’ve done, where I’ve been, I’ll tell you more than you’d want to know so let’s start this off slow. The truth can be a dangerous thing; you can’t unhear it once the stories have cleared.…

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  • Take Two and Call Me In The Morning

    I wake to the sound of him pinging my phone. It’s too early for bright-eyed longing stares to the love of my life as my eyes burn from the phone’s bright light. With eyes barely opened, I reach over to tell him “Good morning, my love.” He sends his love in return and I feel…

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