
In the dim of day,
you are the place my mind strays.
A welcome escape.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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In the dim of day,
you are the place my mind strays.
A welcome escape.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/heart-love-street-rain-2144415/

I can’t wait to see the world
stretched out at my feet
and lose myself to love,
getting lost in your heartbeat.
I need the air I breathe
to be shared only by you
and for you to come away
and have all of this too.
I want to see the road ahead
go on forever,
taking you with me
on every endeavor.
I need to spend my whole life
with you by my side
because wherever you are
is where my heart resides.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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I sit here all alone
under a bright starry sky,
waiting for a meteor
to streak right by.
And in the twinkling darkness,
my thoughts carry me to you;
you always loved the nights
as much as I do.
I think back to the “us” times
under slivers of a sultry moon;
those moments spent together
always evaporated way too soon.
I remember sharing so much
as the hours lost their way,
never an awkward moment
as we always had so much to say.
The years have all passed by now,
but the memories are still so near;
and I think of you so often,
ever wishing you were here.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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As spring bleeds into summer,
I know fall will soon usher in,
and the memories of you
will just become more vivid.
This was your season,
the one my dream foretold.
You were happiest here
amongst the acorns
and the cottonwood trees.
And you never missed a chance
to tell me how it was the song
of your heart.
As more memories flood me now,
I wrestle with the wind
as it disrupts my tears;
a cold hand for comfort
is all it can offer my soul.
The light of you
left my path long ago.
But I still see you
in every golden leaf
that glides my way.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Raindrops never lie,
and yet still, I wondered why.
I guess I should’ve known
because love is never owned.
But still, I’d wished upon a star,
and it didn’t seem all that far.
Yet that’s the illusion of a dream;
it often looks like an intact seam.
So I ignored the knock of fate,
and by then, it was much too late.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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