Her hair smelled of lavender,
and her skin was velvety smooth,
and I’d wanted to bask in her loveliness
as she stirred neath the purplish moon.
But soon, the luminosity faded,
and her body grew cold and gray,
and I cried for never being able to tell her
all the things I’d wanted to say.
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My spirit soars free
out over the dusty road
I’m finally home
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I see you
all of you
the most intricate parts
as well as the outer covering
And to know you
is to love you like no other
For you are the most wonderful creature
who I never could’ve guessed would exist
But then I found you
and I uncovered all the many layers of you
year after year
and bit by bit
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My heart will forever feel heavy,
but my head will always remain free
because I’ve chosen a different path now,
something just for me.
And I know there will be some,
who will never quite understand,
but I only have this one life here,
and the journey is mine to command.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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The lazy days of summer
are by and by, fading away;
I hear it as the breeze
sashays through the trees.
Wind chimes join the waltz,
each elegant note
sounding the arrival
of crisp fall days ahead.
The sweet serenade
brings inner peace
and infuses my spirit
with the sound of serenity.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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