My Hands Shake

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My hands shake
As I raise an overfull cup of coffee
Perhaps already had enough
But I’ll continue to be me

These roads, waterways & paths
The most beautiful moments I’ve come across
I love you, but I sometimes I have needs
Today I’m going to purposely get lost

Finding An Edge To Life

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Finding an edge to life
Loose thread; ripping out the seams
Setting out for an independent life
No purpose if they’re not your dreams

Perplexing choices to those
Who forgot to shake in quaking fear
You hope to wither in the memory
Of these who are content to remain here

I Want To Figure Out The Words

I want to figure out the words

That will decrypt certain feelings

Causing an insatiable thirst

Finding me irresistible & your mind reeling

I want you to grasp my intent

& share the secrets of the codex

Together; living united toward purpose

Each day, locked into our fervid sex