More New Poetry

 The jumpdown on Jumpdown St.
 Were lookin' for a place to eat, be-bop beat, repeat---Sweet!
 Skip your feet down to Jumpdown St.
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 He is lost; She is lost.
 Two tiny hearts in Fields of Hearts.
 Do they presume----
 To tell, if they only could, what their love has cost them?
 If, their stories could unravel them, and reclaim them,
 And take them back, if it could, to a beginning.
 But, our lives do sometimes come full-circle.
 If we could do it all again, would we?
 Two tiny stars in Fields of Blue.
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 I know the rules, and I know The Ruler.
 And, I know the Law and the penalty,
 and God's Mercy, and some love, from memory,
 but is It truly in me? Do I Love, truly?
 Unfathomable, unjudgeable, unplumb, up, lost,
 Not inspired, tired, busted....
 Believing your words;
 Believing All;
 Believing the Word, and He Is Living;
 But, belying my every gesture.
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 I go to the sink to wash my hands.
 When I turn the faucet handle,
 The long-sleeves of the dress you were wearing 
 To visit me last, appear and begin to fill the room.
 I( cannot shut it off.
 ( A knock! )
 There is someone at the door!
 When I open the door, I see a button like a tear.
 I pick it up.
 I am waiting until you come.
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 Peace and Love to All @ Zaadz!