Passion
where is thy heavenly gift
Beg
I do for pastures of romance
Love
thee — angel follow me too
Kindness
compassion for all thy life
Understanding
wisdom from burning fire
Heaven
thou, dream I giveth prayer to
Love
is thy reason for living life
and desire
for love
escapes thy flesh
afire angelic wings
kissing devil’s lips
a Christ-passion
for all high and low
:: 04-29-2014 ::
It was so beautiful
before this age
and that died for love
I did a difficult day
when the water i met
and left the world
now back am i
and have to say
nothing has changed
memories of a past
which helps does not
beautiful is life!
but humans still beasts!
who killed me
more than once
but praise I do
that River of Life!
:: 04-29-2014 ::
time, that illusion
it’s cousin – motion
neither exists
beyond human eyes
— all is static
never changing
just a unified field
expanding
contracting
and universal
consciousness
watching rapid flickers
of death-rebirth
:: 04-22-2014 ::
How long
can a dove’s
feather survive
within a furnace
and what of
that first kiss
ever
does it still
press upon your
lips
what love exists
if not in time
forever imprinted
upon the heart
and if time ceased
would all love
cascade down
into your velvet
pocket of passion
and would slender
fingers nimbly touch
the lost love
of time’s passing
passion — never dies
:: 04-22-2014 ::
what longing within
your eyes
a tender sweet belief
I see
a gaze across what is
and what
could always be
and lips apart
expectation-kiss
a slow hand moves
across a breast
a touch of your heart
that which you always give
that brilliant love
which is, but how can it be
in this shadow-world today
dear angel soul-woman
what desires you have
focus upon this man
I am just
a human animal
and not worthy of more
a man that just grazes
in the fields of madness
learned for sure but so
and surely not enough
to even hold
your tender hand
:: 04-24-2014 ::
time, that illusion
it’s cousin – motion
neither exists
beyond human eyes
— all is static
never changing
just a unified field
expanding
contracting
and universal
consciousness
watching rapid flickers
of death-rebirth
:: 04-22-2014 ::
FIRE that burning ICE
axe-plosion burst stream
at first
a whisper dove
elegantly comes to me
DEVIL flames
kiSsing soul
thunderous passion burning
A high sky ceiling tracing
my dove-love angelic rope
Weakened hands
i clasp
the golden reed
of Nile
tossing waters moving
soul-vessel
ancient reed
lonely the soul drifting
between bodies of heaven
and that of hell
and Earth
What Kings see, humans know
what angels adore
the devil
— loves
but my dove
SOARS so high above all
pure light eagle eyes
a hush from Creation
soon — the grand scene!
:: 04-17-2014 ::
When I think life has passed me by
I look out the window and I see
a rainbow of pain and pleasure
and I feel insecured from pain
But love, that love hugs me tight
and I know every day is a challenge
just like lovers — we struggle
but the night seduces me too
And the day smacks my head upright
so I struggle like most do — yeah
but there are moments when I realize
life is beautiful and so are we
and words cannot ever describe
the challenge of this life
Never let stares or words drown you
my lovely spirit never let them win
You are a dot that splattered
upon the canvass from God’s brush
and what a wonderful creation
abstract lines and deeper meaning
:: 04-15-2014 ::
my eyes — my Creator!
what have i seen —
that Glory within reach
those humble broken hopes
that golden binding Promise
my eyes, what have i seen
no word, expression-be
i see that horizon and over
across the rainbow of love
that Promise not just for-eye
:: 04-15-2014 ::
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