Heavens

Heavens

A Poem by Alexander Gillespie
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Sometimes when I find someone I like, I try to do everything I can to impress them. But normally this ends up fairly badly, and it would have been better had I just been still and just lived it.

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Some days I want to tear 
down 
the heavens. Just to see you smile. 
I would break down every cloud, 
(swirls of tempered gas, 
drops suspended, 
white) 
I would take it apart 
for you. 
  
If only I could shine, 
burn out, out, extend 
myself. 
Be bigger than what I am. 
Lay every atom, before you 
a road map. 
Points of sound. 
Burn brighter than any star. 
  
But when I am with you 
I do not burn, shine, point, tear, break, extend. 
My soul does not sing, 
my heart does not cry. 
  
When I hold your hand I can only settle, 
yet the boundaries 
are now but a torn down heaven. 
The wall I once hand built, 
broken stone by stone 
by my hand, 
The birth of a new heaven,  
and you.  

© 2012 Alexander Gillespie



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This is touching, I was able to relate and feel what you were saying. Good Job!

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Added on November 30, 2012
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Tags: Love, Heavens, Clouds, Loss

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Alexander Gillespie
Alexander Gillespie

Edinburgh, United Kingdom



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I write poetry about the small beautiful things. Failing that I pick the first thing I see. more..

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