WHAT am I
if not
what I dreamed
Who dissuade
my imperial dream
that I am not me
What power
dissolves me
I say nothing
for I am more
— a soul to reckon
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Daily Archives: January 28, 2014
A SOUL TO RECKON
ETERNAL GRACE
SUCH silence buries passion
my pillows weak in depth
I cry but hugs I have none
What legs you have
wasted upon my dreams
wrap around my heart
pull me into your heart
What keeps you love
from giving me
eternal grace
My acceptance
given for you
for all eternality
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MY FALL
YES I did wish
to be the one
you wished
to take
your heart
above the skies
So sadly I fall
from your vision
I cry each feet
they cut — the fall
I am only human
faults I have
fantasy not…
what I possess
Is only human flesh
You say with song
such tune I devour
a concert for God
HE keeps the mood
Such decision for you
In repose I sing
my tender love
you remain in heart
such love is eternal
and love knows us
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GENERATIONS
WHAT love does wander
within fields
of undiscovered
flowers of passion
— discovered
she does feel
such pain she knows
gives birth to love
and child shall remainG
Generations give
and our love remains
Un time we refrain
and speak in deep pain
We remain lovers
in time the same
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A DREAM UNTOLD
I FELL to sleep
with a vision
of you
and embraced
the face
of love like you
Upon the wake
I stared in need
and saw I held
a dream untold
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ODE TO DEEP REGRET
SUCH pain! I cannot refrain
from the deepest regret
My need to greet your words
wishing freshingly painted
upon your notes scribbled
But fate or other monster
bestowed this trick
that my heart would fall
for one who long ago
passed beyond the flesh
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SOUL STEEL
WHAT was weak
snapped into piece
I sadly held onto
my broken soul…
My angel spoke
and said it so…
what is broken
becomes the steel
:: 01-27-2014 ::
CONFESSION XXXI
MY strength derived
not by conviction
but by those who love me
My courage not within
but received by my love
for others…
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