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I know you are waiting
In the weave
I know you are hiding
Never leave
I know you are whispering
A choice
I know your angelic
Demon’s voice
I know you are ancient
But a child
You slither like water
Something wild
I know you will promise
Pure relief
Laugh when you inspire
My belief
I know you are knowledge
Steeped in time
A vagabond poet
Lost in rhyme
I know you were once
A sometime friend
But now finer feelings
Just pretend
I know you’re a snake
Trapped behind
The woes of the heart
The wounded mind
I know you are broken
But I don’t care
I live for the day when
You’re not there
(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
Really like the breaks in the first stanza. 🙂
Thanks Chris!! 🙂 🙂
The poet in the heart
The tortured soul
Caught between the tears
And the smiles
Words that grow
Out of burning fires
Eating the heart
Seeking solace
Bent with pain
Never in vain
Bold and weak
The poet speaks
Trapped behind memories
Free enough to speak
Wow, that’s beautiful, thank you for posting this here!! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
lovely poem helen 🙂
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂