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- I’m Speaking To You
  
  Posted at 1:28 pm by a quiet man, on December 27, 2022
  Every word
  
  I am
  
  trying to make sense
  
  of all that I feel.
  
  I think about you,
  
  and wonder your life,
  
  is it leading well,
  
  are you feeling well.
  
  I think about you
  
  in my every moment,
  
  trying to find the words
  
  to say hello to you.
  
  Though miles away,
  
  I know,
  
  I count on the ethereal
  
  mystique of loving you.
  
  I wonder about you,
  
  the beauty in you.
  
  I miss the easy rescue of our emotions,
  
  when we would sometime question why.
  
  I think of you
  
  I want to speak with you,
  
  give you my heart
  
  show you my soul.
  
  I think about you,
  
  I truly sleep inside the blue.
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- When I Think of You
  
  Posted at 12:48 pm by a quiet man, on December 27, 2022
  I have the same fond memory today
  
  I tried assure you in every way.
  
  The simple truth is love’s magic can be
  
  a catalyst through the mystique we see.
  
  ~
  
  I held you in my arms in summertime
  
  It seemed so easily our lives did rhyme.
  
  To be back on the bridge with you again
  
  would mean beauty’s mystery be our gain.
  
  ~
  
  i held you in my arms and sought your eyes
  
  oh to know the love’s beauty offered so wise/
  
  This fantasy we did forever seek
  
  kept love’s intrigue alone amongst the meek.
  
  ~
  
  Wild are inhibitions allowed to chance
  
  it is the path we speak is our romance.
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- I Remember Now
  
  Posted at 11:50 am by a quiet man, on December 27, 2022
  Soft is the memory
  
  of holding her in my arms,
  
  a quiet winter morning,
  
  only one ambiance
  
  the beauty of her soul
  
  imitating my own,
  
  we too,
  
  two people together,
  
  could find peace of mind
  
  in each other’s eyes.
  
  I won’t forget
  
  the scene between
  
  the two of us,
  
  holding hands
  
  while strolling a summer
  
  river bank,
  
  the two of us,
  
  standing at the bridge
  
  finding one another again.
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- Gives Me Peace
  
  Posted at 11:02 pm by a quiet man, on December 24, 2022
  To imagine,
  
  she might be nearby
  
  if only words can tell me,
  
  I would make them up in my mind
  
  to have you closer to me,
  
  feel your warm affection,
  
  that compassionate soul
  
  I once held in my arms.
  
  I feel these emotions,
  
  saddle me,
  
  I cannot move sometimes,
  
  and then I realize
  
  I’m living, I’m alive,
  
  and she would want that for me.
  
  She is beauty in a special day,
  
  when the stars align at night,
  
  the radiant blue of a sunny day,
  
  she’s all these things,
  
  wrapped into her soul,
  
  a certain elegance
  
  in how she carries her own pain,
  
  once shared with me,
  
  once comforted,
  
  oh did I hold your love with my heart.
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- A Quiet Solo
  
  Posted at 10:42 pm by a quiet man, on December 23, 2022
  It was a coffeeshop
  
  one autumn afternoon.
  
  I looked up
  
  and there she was.
  
  A quiet solo
  
  a silent memory
  
  I so wanted to say hello
  
  so needed to see her eyes.
  
  After so many years
  
  would she want the same?
  
  I was scared,
  
  sipped my coffee,
  
  wondered how to look in my chair
  
  in the coffeeshop.
  
  Where she stood nearby
  
  holding my heart.
  
  A quiet solo
  
  her music began
  
  Our eyes connected,
  
  she walked over
  
  with caution in her step.
  
  I looked at her with wonder
  
  she looked at me and smiled.
  
  She would later tell me
  
  she contemplated,
  
  walking away.
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- I Watched My Life
  
  Posted at 4:01 pm by a quiet man, on December 22, 2022
  Like in a dream
  
  she came from a special place
  
  and time would tell,
  
  would we ever understand.
  
  We walked for a mile,
  
  we came to a special place,
  
  found a bench in the wood,
  
  became our sacred place.
  
  I remember holding my lips
  
  to her cheek on a fresh
  
  autumn afternoon,
  
  we wanted to take a picture
  
  to hold onto this moment forever.
  
  I watched my life,
  
  feel more settled, stable,
  
  I was experiencing love
  
  stronger than any other time,
  
  on that park bench in the fall.
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- The Other Day
  
  Posted at 11:21 pm by a quiet man, on December 20, 2022
  I saw you the other day
  
  you were in my dreams,
  
  that place I can find you
  
  nowadays
  
  I don’t mind though,
  
  because at least
  
  I have you near me
  
  in my psyche,
  
  touching my soul,
  
  holding my heart.
  
  I felt you the other day
  
  your eyes,
  
  your smile,
  
  the beauty of your everything.
  
  I cannot imagine
  
  what my life would be,
  
  without having
  
  the Grace
  
  you brought to my world.
  
  I look for you every day
  
  when I dream
  
  I don’t want you to
  
  ever go away
  
  I would sleep the day away
  
  to have you near my heart,
  
  my everything.
  
  My soul walks with you.
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- A Kind Man
  
  Posted at 12:09 am by a quiet man, on December 20, 2022
  I beat myself up regularly,
  
  isn’t that what we do
  
  as humans in a society,
  
  where we are
  
  constantly measuring ourselves
  
  against one another
  
  against each other.
  
  I have thoughts filled with
  
  Grace and compassion,
  
  and yet
  
  I won’t allow myself
  
  to believe any aspect
  
  of those feelings are worthy
  
  toward giving myself a break.
  
  I am a kind man with
  
  misfortunes
  
  those things that will drag a person down
  
  if allowed.
  
  I once knew what love
  
  meant in my life.
  
  Today I will constantly remind myself
  
  that I have shown love,
  
  and I can feel love,
  
  and I am a kind man.
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- If One, Again
  
  Posted at 12:20 pm by a quiet man, on December 19, 2022
  If we could
  
  stand together
  
  if I might
  
  have your eyes
  
  upon me
  
  so that I might
  
  look for you
  
  find you again
  
  inside your eyes.
  
  ~
  
  Then maybe
  
  would our lives
  
  be easier
  
  love a chance
  
  to thrive, again
  
  when mattered
  
  love and affection.
  
  ~
  
  I do continue
  
  my search
  
  a certain vanity
  
  no confusion of one
  
  yet there seems
  
  an energy
  
  between two lives
  
  lost in fantasy.
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- Until What Age
  
  Posted at 1:29 am by a quiet man, on December 18, 2022
  Seems probable
  
  he would travel
  
  down a road
  
  a lonesome road.
  
  Seems doable
  
  he thinks alone
  
  wishing he might
  
  have audience.
  
  He wonders still
  
  after all these
  
  silent destinies
  
  never shared.
  
  Will he continue
  
  to wait, a yes,
  
  an adamant wait.
  
  Until what age?
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