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Your face was carved from smoke.

Your voice numbed the world with just one word.

Your eyes were the darkness beneath the storm.

Your chest and arms, the mountains that kept me warm.

The sound of your heartbeat made the planets collide.

The weight of your lips changed the pace of the tide.

You made me whole and tore me apart.

And your perception of life unsilenced my heart.
<3

~Haley K. Johnson

2003

the poem born from mystery

Thinking of you

and of peaches and apricots

Cinnamon sticks
and of blackberry wine

From books on philosophy
Cherry blossoms in bloom

Remembrance of French asiatic perfumes..

Need not say the word were thinking of,
though no words are spoken,
feelings of love

Songs of Sappho
pronounce life but not death and
crystalline figures of cold morning breath

Thinking of you and of
peaches and apricots..

Young fertile husks of
ripe golden corn

Smile to the morning
The new one is born!

Why can you fall
But ever so forelorn

THINK ONLY OF YOU AND OF
PEACHES AND APRICOTS

Together we will have our troubles,
fights over cinnamon sticks yet
never come to doom
Cherry blossoms forever will bloom

Smells do they change, yet feelings remain
and life will always chill our breath.

But never till the end, will our love ever bend

While thinking of you and
of peaches and apricots

~HKJ, DateUnknown