Becoming Friends

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Tell me the story of becoming friends
My mind's well versed in remembering ends
But beginnings are better stories to tell
Yet my memory fails to recall half so well
How the meeting between a you and a me
Led to becoming a fun-seeking "we"

Maybe there's details you only recall
Enchant me by telling every moment of all
The things that connected my soul to yours
The reasons you walked through my open door
I'll sit at your feet with my chin in my hands
And listen intently as you meet my demands
To share the hilarious things that ensued
Which inextricably linked a me to a you

-gws

Write

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Write to free the burdened mind
Write to mourn what's left behind
Write to fill the world with love
Write a prayer for a god above
Write to get you through the night
Write to save a stranger's life
Write to make the world make sense
Write without care for consequence
Write regardless of the words
Write so that your voice is heard
Write to free a soul locked tight
Write with rhyme for pure delight
Write of love or foe or friend
Just write and write then write again

-gws

Poetry Roulette: 80s Radio

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Hello
I hear the secrets that you keep when you're talking in your sleep
Don't stand so close to me
Take these broken wings
I want to live the glamours life
All night long
That's my prerogative

Sweet dreams are made of this
It's a kind of magic
A total eclipse of the heart
Sweet child o' mine
Two of hearts
Livin' on a prayer

Don't stop believin'
That's the power of love
I wanna dance with somebody
Call me
I'm addicted to love
Never gonna give you up

What's love got to do with it
Love is a battlefield
I need a hero
Like a prayer
If it isn't love
It's a cruel, cruel summer

Highway to the danger zone
Do you really want to hurt me
I'm crazy for you
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
Time after time
I want to know what love is
Take my breath away

-gws

A Love Song for Myself

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I will write a love song for myself
A song of hope
A song so free
A song of everything I want to be

I will write a love song for myself
A ballad of returning
A ballad of ascension
A ballad celebrating my redemption

I will write a love song for myself
A tune for forging forward paths
A tune for changing ways
A tune for the coming better days

I will write a love song for myself
A triumphant magnum opus
A symphony of surrender and release
A life-renewing masterpiece

-gws

How the Wind Came and Changed Everything

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My curls dance around my face
As the wind kisses my cheeks rosy
These are the winds of change
Smelling of hope and promise
Action and evolution
The wind sings dreams of change to me
It pulls at my skirts
Kisses goosebumps onto my skin
Willing me to move my feet
Daring me to take a chance
Toward unwritten promise
I toss on my sweater
Pick up my notebook
Tamp down my hat
And walk toward the unknown
Wind cheering at my back
Celebrating the changing of everything

-gws