Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

I remember looking for you,

listening to the vocals scream their pleasures

about everything you and I might do with one another,

if only we could cross paths,’

but the words just didn’t seem right,

always an obstacle,

something pristine and golden fleeced

walking between me and all of your elegance,

walking away again,

I was always just wondering’

if just once we might have

if only for a moment,

put everyone else aside and just,

if we had for that moment,

just a second time, maybe something would have worked,

we might have been able to see past the games,

we might have noticed we were both searching,

quiet eyes, in shaded alleyways,

we all walked the same way,

together so far away from each other.

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