Both of these are poems I wrote a couple of years ago, and had completely forgotten about. If it hadn't been for that browsing of my old My Space blog, I never would have remembered them at all.
Voices
You speak to me-
Your voice reaches a place
deep inside.
Somewhere so familiar
So like home,
like youth
Like someplace I've been a thousand times before.
Music late into the night
Singing me off to a childhood slumber.
Like fingers skimming along my spine.
Shivers race through me, making me ache
To find that place
Again and again.
I Can Fly
Seconds tick by, turning to minutes
and somehow
to hours
With each breath
My mind clears more
Every thought slips, unknown
Up into the sky, like a dream forgotten when you wake.
Each step, each turnover
Springing me still forward
In a journey with no real purpose
Except to feel free
In my body
And to fly as best as I can.
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