Author & Narrator of Phenomenal Stories
There is a place
with trees and flowers a lake
a bit of time with shade and a rhyme
there is she
the one that will smile away the day
sipping life with easy smiles
the time will come
the day the moment
I will see her …smile
and take her hand to walk
.. with me
through time
.. there is a place
I cannot lift the destroyed drops
of your tears
I
cannot hold the pain out of you
I cannot be the one to raise your fear
and throw it to the sun
where it would burn away and die!
I can
love you
listen to you
be
with you through all that torments
I cannot
not
love you
©Mitch Bensel
I know the euphoria of nothing
when tequila says hi
danced inside turmoil of regret
filtered through bourbon’s net
eased into her wishes
with excited amnesia
dropped onto the floor
smooth was the touch
that ripped me from self
naked
I know #alcohol
©Mitch Bensel
drink some of my confusion
taste the bitter of lost
lean into the shadowed part
daily it stares
wafting across unexpectedly
but the glass feels good in my hand
would offer you more
but you have had enough
hence the look in your eyes
©Mitch Bensel
do not the speak of tomorrow
listen not the cry of yesterday
dally between nor discern or demean
humans of us we are
rather this I dare say to do
love
be kind
smile
create
speak
calming giving restful
©Mitch Bensel
ripped the shirt off time
felt its hands punch me
minutely hourly precisely
with rhythm of defeat
repeat
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