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Us: You and Me, You in front of me

See no maneuver
Hear no silence
I am silent.
Therefore I persevere.
Where is the saddest expression?
No sadness seem I.
I tell, and they say, happy.

Happy, happy, happy..........
I am lomg.
I follow, and an olive tree falls.
I see, so it casts into flames.
I know, so they cut themselves.
I am near, so they persecute my little ones.
They are my little ones.

My Joy, my song...
is suicidal....
writhing, burning...
wading to end...
wanting to be gone.......
You are my song, little one....

You are my heart,
my friend....
my lover,
Why should you end?

For u are love timp, timp, timp
You falling
your head glazed with blood and sweat
Devises make you slumber
you droop on my lap

like a wilted rose...
or a broken sword,
have our eyes met...

You are my song.
In you I long...
With you I stay
all the day long....

among the firebeds of scorpion tailed lions....
horses filled with cobras,
giants dying....

You are my song.
Sing with me.....
my song....
Sing with me, my song.....

I love you
more than knowing alone can bear
I love you
more than chariots can burn the ground bear
I love you
you arise upon the ashes
and I'll stand by you
Hold you up..!
when the ashes fall
I'm the fire that burns the gods of this time.

You look into the dust....
You gap for breath...
saying my name....
even for a taste..
blood pooling from your brain....

I love you
My little one
my sing song
my lovely dove
my faithful one
my love

you cry

I am your bottle

you die

I am your revival

you faint within my arms

I am your rest, your hiding place.

"Leave me," you say

I am always beside you, crying along.....................

You bid me, begging me to leave....
when you are my only comfort, my only leeve.
You didn't cry to me,
but I heard you all the same.
You wander away................

I stare at you , wanting to see......
You hide away from me.

My heart is open before you.
You tear out a page.
Where our hearts are intertwined,
you may rip and shread with flames.

You are my song.....
my love..
my strength to overcome.
My Joy in hardest times;
My rejoicing in the night.
You call another.....
you want to die............

You call but my name comes swiftly...........in my mind.........

I come to your rescue..............

You cry, because you didn't want me.............

You are the bottle of my tears......
I love you, and I will hold you.

"Let go of me! I have nothing of you!"

.........I love you..........

"You are not my comfort! Go to the grave!
Repeat your own disaster!"

You are my hiding place.

"I hold naught wit you. May u go with shame."

You are my glory. You hold me together in every way.

"You are a stranger to me"

Than a stranger is the greatest thing to me...

Last few words: 
In this poem, I am writing to another one.
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Comments

Its a shame this forum doesn't support an audio section!
because I feel this piece would shine there.

Nice one, Marina.

Obi.

long pieces I've found hammer home their images better if put in sections.

I think there are two poignant poems here

really like the separate lines that stand alone. well done.

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