Mine

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I will always never
Need to be asked

You 
Wondering eyes
Serene skin
Soul on-point
Down-to-earth
Convicted of glory
Lovin’ the truth
Knows-who-I-am
Earnest genius
Preacher boy
Stoic sovereigness

Need to be asked
To invest in you

Happy

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I know you’re wrapped in bedhead 
Blue
That I’ll never get my blanket
Back
That you don’t own a funny 
Bicycle
That a fast one, you are
But
I know I’m happy I never left you 

Finally At Last

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I’d give much, save the sun
To watch what he’d have said -what he did say-
About all this
And where he looked when he said it.

What thoughts too, do the others share from the bottom of their dear hearts
-would you ever share them with me?

You. What about you?
Sit down, slap the ground and bid me come near.
What do you need me to know?

Quiver

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Would that you’d write me
A love note I’d be
A breve note
A base note 
On violin’s strings

Ink my sweet heart
Quill to my skin
Join your hand
With my hand 
The wind ‘neath our wings

Despite The Hill

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I will not 
Devise a grand plan
Stopping
Loving

The enthralled and free
Delusional and sane
Utterly and parsed
Pure and unholy
Life-giving and breath-stealing
Broken-down and built back up
Stricken and strong
Emptied out then flowing over

Way 
That I
Have loved
I cannot