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- A Beautiful Burial
  
  Posted at 10:48 pm by a quiet man, on July 25, 2021
  I know I just buried us completely but I love you so much I hope one day I might hear your voice again.
  
  Love can be unfair, and I have shown you my share, though somewhere deep in my heart I believe and I always will.
  
  You can be the beautiful woman that you are because you are blessed, that is the elegance in your when.
  
  This is my pouring out to you one last time knowing there is no turning back on an emptiness I cannot fill.
  
  Inside my heart and soul the layers are torn away
  
  You will find my waiting is a love will always be this way.
  
  Goodnight, z.💞
  
  ©️Scott F Savage 7/2021
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- I knew you once
  
  Posted at 12:25 am by a quiet man, on June 18, 2021
  I really did,
  
  I could look in your eye,
  
  there you would be,
  
  no shadows,
  
  not another place
  
  your heart needed to be,
  
  only with me,
  
  our own little island
  
  just between the now and the when.
  
  ~
  
  We could be there for hours,
  
  you and me,
  
  watching people pass beyond our sight
  
  forever into a daylight stream
  
  of sunlit confusion,
  
  just you and me,
  
  and only the two of us
  
  in a dialogue would last forever,
  
  with chuckles and a laugh,
  
  oh my, how extraordinary
  
  had our lives become
  
  just you and me.
  
  ~
  
  Then we let them in
  
  all of them
  
  like a stampede of lost cattle,
  
  running every which way,
  
  and somehow in the middle the two of us
  
  the two of us,
  
  let go of each other’s hands
  
  and hear we are
  
  – no really listen –
  
  so far apart and far away …
  
  ~
  
  I knew you once,
  
  as did you me.
  
  © Scott F Savage 6/2021
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- Its Bittersweet … , It’s
  
  Posted at 1:28 pm by a quiet man, on May 7, 2021
  To touch on love
  
  once know we knew we might
  
  forever lose ourselves in the moment
  
  a fantasy becomes our feature.
  
  ~
  
  All else step aside
  
  for the show has begun
  
  and two people wearing glossy eyes,
  
  not realizing tears well nearby.
  
  ~
  
  We stepped and danced,
  
  and not a rhythm could we miss
  
  for in such moments
  
  is the beauty of love’s bliss.
  
  ~
  
  We wanted forever to be
  
  just that
  
  some eternal flame would
  
  temper the bittersweet air.
  
  ~
  
  It’s an aftermath of sorrow
  
  will cast an afterglow …
  
  ~
  
  Its bittersweet reckoning, y’know.
  
  © Scott F Savage 5/2021
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- Putting Up Fronts
  
  Posted at 4:26 pm by a quiet man, on December 18, 2020
  So many times I would travel this road
  
  it would be daylight
  
  sunrise, returning in a setting sun.
  
  I wonder sometimes how long it was
  
  I would remain alone
  
  inside a fantasy of love
  
  We talked so often of love
  
  somehow confused our lives with sex,
  
  sex and love,
  
  love and sex.
  
  I suppose I’ll never know
  
  which one you might have handed to me,
  
  which
  
  you believe belonged to you.
  
  All I can do is visualize those moments
  
  when together we might share eyes,
  
  do you remember
  
  that was all we needed.
  
  I’m here right now
  
  needing you
  
  in a manner you once told me
  
  I was needed,
  
  I have tears of confusion
  
  all I will ever have.
  
  There will forever be this love
  
  rare possibility of ever going away
  
  eternal heart and soul
  
  will always dream eyes.
  
  ©️ Scott F Savage 12/2020
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- For This is Now
  
  Posted at 10:42 pm by a quiet man, on November 11, 2020
  When once I held your hand
  
  soft was the light in your eyes
  
  forever would sensuality stand
  
  upon a sunset thought so wise
  
  ~
  
  I could remember always gravel
  
  a walkway in a quiet afternoon,
  
  I could remember love unravel
  
  yet an eternal memory will swoon.
  
  ~
  
  When last we spoke of a tragedy,
  
  so loose in mine, so lost in harmony
  
  yet by my side did she in melody
  
  sing such sweet splendor her story.
  
  ~
  
  I stood outside tonight in the cool air,
  
  I am alone in this a pandemic crisis
  
  though bittersweet her passion dare
  
  stay somber while the soul still races
  
  ~
  
  to find the solution to every moment
  
  we could share, we know love’s lament.
  
  © Scott F Savage 11/2020
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- “The Notebook’ – removed
  
  Posted at 10:42 pm by a quiet man, on October 23, 2020
  did we
  imagine
  a quiet memory
  when years
  allow our hearts
  a pine
  a soft design
  when the immediacy
  of her eyes
  will be in mine
  while those around
  just see an old man gazing
  into an evening sun
  no one might
  know the story still fresh
  in an aging mind
  hers
  rain-soaked love
  did exist in the pages
  
  ‘the Notebook’
  
  © Scott F Savage 10/2020
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- Wanting To Find You
  
  Posted at 12:56 am by a quiet man, on October 3, 2020
  A simple theme really,
  
  heartbroken dreamers
  
  lost inside some circuitry
  
  a travel without a planner.
  
  Though we used to know,
  
  any given day,
  
  a starlit night,
  
  as long as we could be in each other’s arms
  
  the hope we had
  
  we might
  
  last forever,
  
  though we knew we never would,
  
  didn’t want to look that far,
  
  just your eyes
  
  you and me,
  
  and the world stopped
  
  to let us feel that free
  
  some freedom of the mind,
  
  I lost when you stopped
  
  loving me.
  
  © Scott F Savage 10/3/2020
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- This One Night
  
  Posted at 8:21 pm by a quiet man, on May 14, 2020
  I remember pouring my heart out in passion,
  
  never ever in my life feeling such freedom
  
  with love,
  
  the notion to give,
  
  a lust to take yet, not ignore,
  
  bring pleasure to a quiet sweet journey
  
  to be left sated,
  
  to find center
  
  over and over,
  
  in spiraling form
  
  seemed to go on forever,
  
  wake and find eyes,
  
  waiting,
  
  always watching.
  
  Throughout the night I would count
  
  opening my eyes to hers,
  
  and then making sure I could give the same
  
  in return,
  
  when she might,
  
  her eyelids would let me in,
  
  every sensual moment lived out in hours
  
  her soul saying hello,
  
  my heart left aglow.
  
  Only one night,
  
  would never return again
  
  though thre could be no denial,
  
  this moment
  
  we chose freedom,
  
  we knew love
  
  the sun rose in spectacular fashion
  
  smiles were our allowance.
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- Nothing Is Invisible
  
  Posted at 7:58 pm by a quiet man, on April 30, 2020
  I have a friend
  
  dear to my heart
  
  one day
  
  a sunlit afternoon
  
  she gave me a reveal.
  
  Her life as stated
  
  is invisible.
  
  There was disagreement
  
  in my mind
  
  imagining her beauty inherent.
  
  Beauty means stunning,
  
  attraction, pretty and passionate,
  
  an ability to turn heads
  
  if solely drawn by the physical,
  
  yet the term speaks so much more.
  
  I am grateful for her presence,
  
  my hardship is her strength,
  
  that unforeseen impact
  
  her world receives
  
  open are her eyes in our world.
  
  I do in invisibility hold a certain envy
  
  for my world is left with lost integrity.
  
  © Scott F Savage 4/2020
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- Question Motive Together
  
  Posted at 7:23 pm by a quiet man, on April 11, 2020
  Well it was,
  
  her,
  
  we were inside the realm
  
  fleeting,
  
  her own passion absolved
  
  perhaps
  
  his own absence
  
  could only drive desire
  
  until
  
  this is a despondent plea
  
  to know
  
  what is love
  
  what is motive
  
  why do we question anything
  
  based upon
  
  the reality
  
  of our own
  
  moral fiber.
  
  Shock value,
  
  circa twenty years
  
  earlier,
  
  listening to Laurie Anderson,
  
  she taught me
  
  how
  
  how I might,
  
  we may choose words
  
  to confuse,
  
  yet,
  
  that precision,
  
  two decades ago,
  
  brought
  
  two people
  
  together
  
  for reasons
  
  of engagement,
  
  elusive,
  
  lacking,
  
  subjective,
  
  judgment,
  
  disappearance,
  
  when suddenly found,
  
  let’s realize each other.
  
  So I suppose
  
  that is questionable,
  
  a question,
  
  anxiety,
  
  a wonder,
  
  do I want wander
  
  to be,
  
  the one going forward,
  
  yes,
  
  yes I do,
  
  Yes I so badly want to,
  
  that I need to tell you,
  
  but I’m afraid,
  
  my love,
  
  will cause an end
  
  end
  
  cease
  
  this world we are willing
  
  to create
  
  together.
  
  Yet, you told me,
  
  said to me,
  
  years after I looked at
  
  you
  
  inflection,
  
  expression,
  
  (eyes)
  
  thought
  
  anything we knew
  
  I had destroyed,
  
  unfortunate
  
  as the waning days began,
  
  a frightening drive,
  
  where I despaired believing
  
  she,
  
  driving,
  
  wanted to go away,
  
  as soon
  
  as I did
  
  go
  
  go away!
  
  Then the music,
  
  back when an answering machine,
  
  worked
  
  independently,
  
  enough to create
  
  misconstrued
  
  mistaken,
  
  missed opportunities
  
  to know,
  
  to feel
  
  to want
  
  to cry
  
  over and over
  
  years later when knowledge
  
  became
  
  a cornerstone
  
  of saying to one another …
  
  each other
  
  both of us,
  
  her
  
  me,
  
  together.
  
  We won’t we will not
  
  we will not end that way again,
  
  we won’t,
  
  we did.
  
  Maybe not
  
  Scott and Zelda,
  
  beautiful words
  
  together.
  
  © Scott F Savage 4/2020
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