Poetry By Chuck

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When the moon shadow ceases to roam
and the clouds edges are defined in your mind,
that's when the song of love is alone
and the heart strings are defined
by empty spaces of time

Finding a stone
where once lived a man
Is like sinking in mud
or rising on steam
in an empty dream

Songs fail to sound
and voices gather in hollow words
threats abound
and only the wisps of love
have memories

Dancing on the stars shadowed embrace
solitary idols worshiped in pain
I cannot find a trace
of her taste
alone again

For the second time
like a wave of ocean spray
she has left me behind
cascading waterfalls of mine
drip from eyes of lime 
 
 

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