when thoughts; gently burning
across the heaving
evening!
i am much perfectly simple,
thinking of you.
the grand explosion; lights
like a summer firefly!
it is the simplest perfection
of my hunger for you.
so easy, a delicate
thought
within my soul.
that two could met as one
and become more than life!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
Wakened! my eyes,
awakened to you!
to cast off sleep
and behold the angel
next to me!
i should never behold
what my mind
could never believe!
But so! What skin!
like heaven! And
her pout y lips sleeping!
I am less now than before!
to be before my angel.
:: 02-23-2015 ::
wakened! my eyes,
awakened to you!
to cast off sleep
and behold the angel
next to me!
i should never behold
what my mind
could never believe.
But so! What skin,
like heaven! And
her pouty lips sleeping!
I am less now than forever!
to be before my angel.
Oh, i surely fell through
a hole opened by
the heavens!
And she gently sleeps
(and snores) like
any angel!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
twine thou heart
unto mine
speak what love
tis time!
we merrily share
in life
And all of life
just one moment
we cherish
entwined in love!
:: 02-23-2015 ::
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