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Northern Girl

Posted in something special by maggie on 2012/02/06

 

If you ever make your way up north that far
where the moon shines sharp, where the cold winds bend,
tell her from me how things still are
for love like ours won't ever end.

If you're there when the snows drift high
and the chickadees come to her windowsill,
please sing her a song she'll remember me by
to warm her smile as I know it will. 

She'll think I've forgotten all we were.
She'll not let on but how I'm to blame.
Give the best kiss you've got to her.
If I were there now I would do the same.

So yeah, if you ever make your way north that far
where the moon shines sharp and the cold winds bend,
please tell her from me how things still are
for love like ours can't ever end.

Waking Promise

Posted in something different, something special by maggie on 2011/04/04
Waking Promise
 

against tear's ache,
pain in love will weave -
we from dream may wake

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Waking Moment

Posted in something different, something special by maggie on 2011/04/03
Waking Moment
 

lies whispered by a morning smile
in its bed made by the sun, as
black as a secret left open  though
the dreamer never wakes alone, the dream will never leave.

pieces of a collaborative sequence

Melt

Posted in something special by maggie on 2011/03/01
Melt
 

When my fury subsides somewhere north
far enough to let the life in your breath
rest as subtle as you know how up against
how icy my skin's known to collect itself,
I melt, inside out. Watch out for flooding.

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Vow

Posted in something special by maggie on 2011/02/28
Vow

One with,
we'll be,
without

excuses
to make
it fit.

So. It's
what we
will do.

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As Crossed

Posted in something special by maggie on 2011/02/27
As Crossed

Moonlight, think
of me as shadow 
on the tide.

Pull me to bed 
with the white 
arm of desire

to twist me 
there, legs 
immersed in dry ice.

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Beauty

Posted in something special by maggie on 2011/02/24
Beauty
 

Your smile tonight
glows as radiant
as moonlight on
crisp winter breath.

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be longing

Posted in something special by maggie on 2010/08/14
be longing
 

button craves petting —
i belong solely to her,
she belongs right back.

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