i write this from beyond

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if my hands could
Touch
Your skin
Right now
And fly miles across
To you
It would
Drip
Down
like Honey
and Soft kisses
just to sweep
along
with
a sweet brush
From tips o’ fingers
And softly soothe unto you
A hush
a whisper
a song
Of sweet melody
And
We would fall in love
and into
One another
Beyond skin
Beyond bone
Our Beating hearts
Could only feel
we you and me
both
together again
to fall
To form
Onto
into and in between
the loveliness
of loving you
you love me
as we fly past
and cry past
And die
at last we are Together
as we melt
Sweet kisses
And soft skin
And begin
Again
Like lovers
Do
Like me and you
words and time
the scent And song could never touch
us Like we have touched
One another
and Each others heart
and soul
Like no one else
ever
Again

-kyoko cole 2013

 

take your dirty hands off my mirror

sun shines

summer comes

again

it’s been 3 years

and i don’t feel a thing

like i should

like i could

take that thought

out of mind

and then we will all be fine

some day

some day

they say

after this

we will be fine

again

when we return

the sun sets

and day is done

like the body

of everyone

like the sun

will someday die

but you and i

and the moon

are never alone

are forever alive

going home

going home

we will know

when we get home

 

 

-Kyoko Cole 2013

don't steal my drink

 

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