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- Hers Is A Grace
  
  Posted at 11:02 pm by a quiet man, on November 2, 2021
  Hers is a grace
  
  he is unwilling to erase
  
  when in the midst of a day
  
  her dreams would flood his way
  
  though lost in thought
  
  his would be fraught
  
  with indecisions and calculations
  
  seeming insurmountable solutions.
  
  ~
  
  When once she laughed
  
  he would own a gaffe
  
  together moments turned hours
  
  until once we discovered ours
  
  and it was too late
  
  life became an uneven slate
  
  while why we might survive
  
  became reason to be alive.
  
  ~
  
  Seems a model experience
  
  with such little chance,
  
  yet gone are the hours of eyes
  
  upon each other, without any lies.
  
  We rode the crest of a wave
  
  a certain wind, an octave
  
  spoke to our fears
  
  lending eventual tears.
  
  ~
  
  Seems resolute to want to move forward,
  
  without being looked upon as something toward.
  
  © Scott F Savage 11/2021
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- Solitude in Grace
  
  Posted at 7:24 pm by a quiet man, on March 21, 2021
  I fought hard to know the outcome of loss
  
  a moment alone
  
  the world moved past my sight
  
  and I felt sorrow only my own.
  
  Would not, cannot any longer
  
  find peace inside the depths
  
  of a lonely heart.
  
  A shadow remains
  
  yet today is sunlight ahead.
  
  Scott F Savage 3/2021
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- Expectations Beyond Grace
  
  Posted at 3:41 pm by a quiet man, on May 6, 2020
  I wish I knew the definition of Grace,
  
  years ago, my sister defined passion,
  
  it became less sexual
  
  much more so the beauty of people
  
  a regard for desire
  
  an enhancement of what a person
  
  might bring to our lives.
  
  I haven’t a thought it be so far from Grace
  
  we cannot appreciate its value
  
  in the departure of passion,
  
  and some aim toward
  
  understanding,
  
  that ability to know
  
  such elegance in a woman, a man,
  
  lover, friend, someone whose
  
  eyes do tell a story we wish to continue to
  
  hear, see, dream, anticipate
  
  hold strong in that we come to believe.
  
  I once held Grace to be the bond
  
  brought me together with certain truth
  
  once alive in my heart,
  
  a directive toward my soul.
  
  We do want to match up our lives in time,
  
  imagine someone spectacular sublime.
  
  © Scott F. Savage 5/2020
  
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- This Place
  
  Posted at 8:16 pm by a quiet man, on March 4, 2020
  I’m afraid of it
  
  this place
  
  with so much discontent
  
  our lives
  
  wrapped in a purpose
  
  yet the soft touch of beauty
  
  when held alone,
  
  away from our heart
  
  gives strenth
  
  to an irrational
  
  option.
  
  There is no singular reason
  
  to imagine that compassion
  
  only lends to individual
  
  memory.
  
  Yet there is,
  
  if you think about it,
  
  a truth to feeling loved.
  
  When love is lost both outside
  
  and inside our realm
  
  of quiet existence,
  
  it might be difficult to imagine
  
  anything else
  
  really will matter.
  
  I remember one time,
  
  walking along the shoreline,
  
  icy depths,
  
  I imagined
  
  the length of time,
  
  wading into the pool of our
  
  natural purpose.
  
  There is every night,
  
  I think about that place,
  
  if I leave here
  
  so many memories,
  
  so many eyes,
  
  I’m grateful for the beauty
  
  knowing we can be ‘great.’
  
  in the short hours of our
  
  quiet release of emotion.
  
  I stood nearby the final release of
  
  carbon
  
  would no longer interfere
  
  with that ozone layer
  
  we all worried about in the 60’s.
  
  another six decades later,
  
  it is like I am sitting on that little hill
  
  with the gravel path
  
  led me to my solace.
  
  Nothing had changed, my life,
  
  a constant battle
  
  trying to recognize
  
  beauty rather than desecration.
  
  When we fail, we might choose to prevail.
  
  © Scott F Savage 3/2020
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- This is a Jazzy Repose
  
  Posted at 4:44 pm by a quiet man, on February 12, 2020
  I suppose I would imagine walking inside
  
  a coastal village with a soothing blend of island groove
  
  my only wish to be Sade standing at the center
  
  of everyone’s world in the moment, cool, winsome,
  
  the arrangement of this name.
  
  The human condition needs to dance
  
  with sweet freedom, hips swivel, eyes dare,
  
  and the mind lets go so the heart might
  
  then design Nature’s way of melodic song
  
  while the body allows desire to speak passion.
  
  Oh while the world around me lives an agenda
  
  mine is lost in white sands and a distant lover
  
  miles away yet still close to my heart our eyes
  
  do yearn to pull our lives next to one another,
  
  skin on skin, sensual bodies intermingle
  
  such is the levity of a romantic interlude at sea.
  
  Feel the breeze please, know the moment
  
  does exist when even if she didn’t imagine it
  
  possible my every move was in order that she may see me
  
  she may see me
  
  she may see me,
  
  and no one else near this passionate man,
  
  could possibly hold the embrace
  
  of her, her muse, my … this elegance
  
  that allows my dreams to maintain
  
  this is my forever yearn.
  
  © Scott F Savage 2/2020
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- I Wish To Feel
  
  Posted at 5:36 am by a quiet man, on February 8, 2020
  I woke this morning under the gaze
  
  knowing well the mood
  
  a purpose
  
  of a lunar reminder
  
  I’m not alone,
  
  only with you
  
  in the miles away
  
  we can still find one another in a distant twilight
  
  yours from the sea
  
  mine a drawn shade in a temporary world.
  
  I have this penchant to hold on
  
  this romantic reminder
  
  of beauty in a night sky
  
  with such is the daylight
  
  of a full moon
  
  your eyes alight in its mystique
  
  my head will swoon
  
  when given the moment
  
  to feel you closer to my heart
  
  I awoke in the middle of this storm
  
  of emotion, of transference, of reminisce
  
  so beyond my touch only a memory
  
  yet strong is the will of a lover
  
  wanting only
  
  to be inside the arms of his muse
  
  that which she might once argue
  
  and yet return
  
  loving smile
  
  painful truths we let float
  
  deep into a distant sea.
  
  I wish to feel
  
  I wish to feel, again
  
  to Z with love
  
  © Scott F Savage 2/2020
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- ‘Silly Love Songs’
  
  Posted at 7:11 pm by a quiet man, on December 10, 2019
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- A Painful Space
  
  Posted at 10:11 am by a quiet man, on November 30, 2019
  If we could believe we were
  
  always able
  
  to bounce back
  
  and pain wouldn’t matter
  
  our lives
  
  would be the sedentary
  
  mechanics of a sad existence
  
  we all fight to avoid
  
  there are those
  
  moments of happiness
  
  keep us wondering
  
  We wander in our minds
  
  I wander in mind
  
  always wanting some
  
  nearby beauty
  
  some grace
  
  to let me feel a certain joy
  
  I’m lacking
  
  I am lacking my happiness
  
  ©️ Scott F Savage 2019
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- Heart and Soul
  
  Posted at 9:42 pm by a quiet man, on August 20, 2019
  I would if I could
  
  capsule the beauty of a moment with you,
  
  the sweet aura
  
  effortless in the desire,
  
  the comfort within sharing our hearts,
  
  sharing our hearts
  
  the soul of our passions
  
  now understood,
  
  evolving like the serene nature of the seasons,
  
  feeling Autumn,
  
  yet holding onto the autumn of
  
  what might be
  
  my own vulnerability,
  
  yet apparent
  
  is love,
  
  love
  
  belongs inside the heart of two people
  
  who know the truth of
  
  their own futility,
  
  and then we move forward,
  
  move forward,
  
  lives enhanced inside the wonder
  
  of a summer
  
  when our wishes were allowed
  
  the Grace inside the wandering mystique
  
  of yes,
  
  again,
  
  the mystique of love
  
  of love,
  
  love.
  
  © Scott F Savage 2019
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- A Sweet Tear
  
  Posted at 10:29 am by a quiet man, on March 2, 2019
  If only in a moment, we might listen to our heart.
  
  We might trust love will always exist in those quiet frames when alone we wish, we ponder, we allow our mind to wander to a softer time when we could just live within the scope of our passion.
  
  If only in a moment, we might trust our soul.
  
  There will be an ache because we have once known love, felt it, yearned its Grace inside a wonderful travel of sweet elegance. We can look to a beautiful sunny winter’s day and recognize there is a certain splendor in the air having the ability to recognize that emotion did bring us to a region of our heart will always be ready for quiet reflection.
  
  If only in a moment, I might remember eyes.
  
  For that quiet recall, I will see love, and hold on to her magic forever.
  
  ~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
  
  for Zelda
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Tag: grace

Hers Is A Grace

Posted at 11:02 pm by a quiet man, on November 2, 2021

Solitude in Grace

Posted at 7:24 pm by a quiet man, on March 21, 2021

Expectations Beyond Grace

Posted at 3:41 pm by a quiet man, on May 6, 2020

This Place

Posted at 8:16 pm by a quiet man, on March 4, 2020

This is a Jazzy Repose

Posted at 4:44 pm by a quiet man, on February 12, 2020

I Wish To Feel

Posted at 5:36 am by a quiet man, on February 8, 2020

‘Silly Love Songs’

Posted at 7:11 pm by a quiet man, on December 10, 2019

A Painful Space

Posted at 10:11 am by a quiet man, on November 30, 2019

Heart and Soul

Posted at 9:42 pm by a quiet man, on August 20, 2019

A Sweet Tear

Posted at 10:29 am by a quiet man, on March 2, 2019

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