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I remember the river of dreams,

Running through my veins,

Taking hold of my beating heart,

Killing the thorn of my pain.

Your eyes rescued me from the dark,

Setting the stage for undying love.

Time stood still,

Our souls became one,

You were my world, my all,

I remember the delicate voice,

That whispered truths beyond time,

Your words caressed my sombre sky,

And allowed the stars to shine.

Nothing stood between us,

Our passions dressed each day,

I will never forget the essence of you,

My reason for living, my muse.



When you cannot find me,

Or hear my voice,

When my eyes are closed,

And my heart is stone,

Look for me in your memories,

In the space created for love,

Where all is never lost,

And my soul is forever yours.

Look for me in the simple things,

Where beauty never fades,

The ocean breeze,

The passing of night into day,

At the dawn of time, infinitely woven,

Under the midnight sun,

Where our spirits never die.

Look for me beyond the gates,

Of all that we are, and will ever be,

A magical array of dreams,

Interlaced with destiny.



In the shallow nest of your empty heart,

I breathe the deafening silence,

That tore us apart,

The erosion of truth laid bare,

Invading my thoughts with its mighty glare.

Time did not amend my sorrows,

Or invite my tears to dry upon the sun,

Our last goodbye we sculpted in pain,

Love had died and turned to dust,

And nothing was ever the same.



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It is, without a doubt,

That my heart cries for you;

It mourns the days and months

When you are far from me.

This grief of absence

Invades my soul

Like a phantom arrow,

Inflicting pain,

And drowning my thoughts in regret.

My world lives in your memories;

Life cannot be without you,

My darling love,

My only joy.



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Show me how it is to love,

When trust lives and breathes,

Beyond games of the mind,

Could you portray,

The parallels of life and soul?

And still, feel the human warmth.

Can love be a true reflection of self,

Or is it just an escapade

Of irrational hopes and dreams.

I know too well,

That love is loss and grief,

And sometimes brings a tide

That drowns your thoughts,

With feeble clarity.

I want to know what love can do,

When it dances with the truth,

And commands a thousand skies,

To declare the peaceful tides.

Show me what it is to love,

When all you carry,

Are the beating drums

Of an honest heart,

And the marching waves

Of a brand new day.



The Incessant Truth

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I have nested in the waves of pain,

Where lost souls come to rest,

To lay their bones without judgement,

Release their tears, destitute of fear.

The winds are tranquil here,

And the air is pure,

I can see the falling stars above,

Trying to rescue what's left of my heart,

Igniting a sense of trust.

Silence caresses the shores of regret,

As the seeds of joy

Reach for a new day,

The incessant truth lays bare,

A story of old,

Being hidden

On the trail of despair,

Left to grieve lost words,

Like wretched ghosts,

Waiting to be heard,

The pages of a lonely life,

Take centre stage,

As the moment of truth,

At last, it has become.



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I see my world in your smile,

A home without boundaries,

An honest voice that I can hear,

You are everything

That I hold dear,

A light without end,

Exempt from all fear.

Amongst the rubble and confusion,

I see beauty in all that you are,

You give me clarity and joy,

A reason for living.

There is peace in your presence,

A soft melody surrounds me,

My heart gives in without unrest,

Gently, my tears begin to dry,

I have found myself,

Because you loved me,

Without constraints,

Or limitations,

You made me whole.



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You are to me

What the sun is to the sky,

And the breeze is to the day,

You are infinite love,

Beyond every spoken word,

I cannot live without you,

Or breathe the joy of life,

If you are not here.

You are to me

The wonder of this world,

That shines like a star

In the dead of night,

And dances with the moon,

Like a graceful butterfly.

You are to me

All that dreams may be,

The serenity of thought,

The calm after the storm,

A garden of infinite peace.

My love for you

Will never wither or die,

No one can take it from me,

For it is all that I am,

And will ever be.



Wallis May Streete

Wallis May Streete


Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. “We are lost souls trying to find the light, and when we do, we dance with shadows.”