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- Muse
  
  Posted at 11:33 pm by a quiet man, on December 31, 2022
  The keys of a piano
  
  sing silent silhoettes
  
  of lives in dreams.
  
  Can you sometimes
  
  feel their touch,
  
  soft and gentle,
  
  an interlude in the mind.
  
  Step lightly
  
  and let your fingertips
  
  breathe in symphony,
  
  for there isn’t another way
  
  to suggest
  
  she does move me
  
  to want to
  
  find words,
  
  to search deep in her eyes,
  
  and feel touched
  
  by her passionate soul.
  
  Inside these dreams
  
  would I wait forever,
  
  to know she can move me,
  
  to breathe her gentle elegance.
  
  She stood in the sidewalk cafe,
  
  journal under her arm,
  
  and glanced my way,
  
  but I was too afraid,
  
  her magic seemed to envelop
  
  my every move.
  
  I smiled and she grinned
  
  finding balance in the air
  
  we breathe.
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- Wishing You Well
  
  Posted at 11:24 pm by a quiet man, on December 31, 2022
  Though this year
  
  holds so much memory,
  
  unfolding before our eyes,
  
  even in the quiet
  
  of a lonely morning.
  
  I would rather she might know
  
  morning’s lovely
  
  far surpassed any struggle,
  
  the only torment
  
  being unable to touch the sky.
  
  I do have a broken heart,
  
  heals when I think of you,
  
  my senses alive
  
  I imagine all the spectacular
  
  sweet sensual nature
  
  of having loved,
  
  of your heart and my own
  
  traveling forever together
  
  wishing only to shelter our fears,
  
  to feel the true nature of
  
  the single most beautiful thing,
  
  to know love.
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- I’ll Wait For You
  
  Posted at 11:16 am by a quiet man, on December 31, 2022
  I suppose it’s in my head
  
  most of the time,
  
  thinking you might do the same,
  
  waiting for each other.
  
  I think about all those days,
  
  we didn’t have to ask
  
  we just knew
  
  we wanted it to happen.
  
  One day we stood in a courtyard,
  
  windows around us,
  
  we created our own romantic interlude,
  
  the thought of eyes upon us.
  
  I remember you
  
  the quiet moments,
  
  our shared intimacy,
  
  our designs filled with passion.
  
  I’ll wait for you
  
  if time is forever,
  
  I’ll know deep in my heart
  
  we share each other’s soul.
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- An Unspoken Truth
  
  Posted at 11:00 am by a quiet man, on December 31, 2022
  We both knew,
  
  underestimated its power
  
  to take us underhand
  
  lead us together.
  
  We both felt compelled
  
  to allow our passion
  
  our sensuality
  
  take hold,
  
  lead us in a loving
  
  manner.
  
  We both asked,
  
  is it forever,
  
  what more can we do,
  
  how do we continue.
  
  We asked fantasy,
  
  is this the truth
  
  or are we simply fond
  
  beyond our capacity.
  
  We didn’t have to speak
  
  no words offered,
  
  oh we did talk,
  
  analyzed the present
  
  wondered about the future,
  
  but that was in
  
  the comfort of our eyes.
  
  Bodies entangled,
  
  we waited for a truth,
  
  we would ask forgiveness.
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- I Miss You
  
  Posted at 10:45 pm by a quiet man, on December 30, 2022
  Every day I imagine
  
  looking for you,
  
  any sign
  
  a small indication,
  
  something cryptic,
  
  I’ll know then
  
  I can count on you
  
  to be feeling something,
  
  to know our hearts
  
  are filled when we know the other …
  
  Only I can’t have you
  
  this I understand
  
  and yet the waiting,
  
  will always be there,
  
  I’ll forever wish that you might
  
  trust that I am going to be here,
  
  right here,
  
  waiting for the right
  
  winds.
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- Finding My Way
  
  Posted at 1:54 pm by a quiet man, on December 29, 2022
  Time seems to last forever
  
  since she left,
  
  her quiet replies,
  
  suddenly disappeared.
  
  I made the mistake
  
  of letting her know
  
  I loved hearing from her,
  
  when told I never would.
  
  She finally stopped
  
  and my world changed.
  
  Crumbling realities
  
  took hold,
  
  and I lost another,
  
  one less urgent than
  
  her letters.
  
  She wrote them so well,
  
  contained such mystery,
  
  talking about a little forest
  
  outside her backyard,
  
  the sights and sound,
  
  the bench in the middle
  
  of the forest,
  
  the descending steps that rose again.
  
  All these moments
  
  left me finding my way.
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- A Wandering Soul
  
  Posted at 1:46 pm by a quiet man, on December 29, 2022
  Trying to find my footing
  
  standing inside the same dream
  
  always on foot,
  
  yet deep inside my head.
  
  I don’t go too far,
  
  always standing slow
  
  waiting for inspiration,
  
  somehow some story,
  
  better than the one
  
  being told
  
  while I wait for the steps
  
  take me away.
  
  She spoke to me about time,
  
  seemed then rather forever
  
  in my mind,
  
  in her heart,
  
  in ours, together
  
  we did search for time.
  
  A wandering soul,
  
  close to my heart
  
  she taught me well
  
  to love only the moment.
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- A Knowing Smile
  
  Posted at 12:08 am by a quiet man, on December 29, 2022
  I know when all is lost.
  
  A feeling smolders inside the heart
  
  wanting a quiet release.
  
  I know that when my heart aches
  
  inside somewhere exists
  
  a silent smile.
  
  A knowing smile
  
  will wrap her arms around me
  
  and hold me close
  
  so when I glance in eyes
  
  we can touch each other’s soul.
  
  If I can breathe
  
  and trust the moment,
  
  I will find that
  
  smile soon I will.
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- Forgiveness
  
  Posted at 10:50 am by a quiet man, on December 28, 2022
  What is it?
  
  I wait, though
  
  an overcast morning,
  
  holds truth to my anticipation.
  
  Sit with my coffee,
  
  dancing a crossed leg
  
  casting my eyes outside,
  
  wondering what is in store.
  
  I suppose I could
  
  step outside of the dream.
  
  Always hoping,
  
  forever,
  
  clinging to my past.
  
  Wanting to forget,
  
  yet,
  
  wanting to receive
  
  some indication
  
  that forgiveness lives
  
  within all of our hearts.
  
  What am I waiting for?
  
  Perhaps I might not
  
  ever need to know.
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- Breaking Silence
  
  Posted at 9:36 pm by a quiet man, on December 27, 2022
  It’s not about
  
  whom I have lost
  
  or want to have back in my life.
  
  That’s a given; that’s reality.
  
  It’s about those quiet nights.
  
  It’s about having to cope.
  
  I recognize the days ahead.
  
  I know that life isn’t a dream
  
  that we make ourselves.
  
  It depends how we live those days.
  
  I have a silence in my life today.
  
  I haven’t discovered
  
  a different way
  
  to live my world to live in this universe.
  
  I often question value in purpose.
  
  Now the silence is a given
  
  I can live with it
  
  I know what it means.
  
  I know what I want.
  
  I want you
  
  to come back into my life
  
  and help me fill the void
  
  help me undo the quiet
  
  that is my world.
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