AND to meet the One
who’s happiness is
more important
than your own!
I should wish
to meet this ghost
whom everyone talks
about and those
few have seen!
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Tag Archives: #love
SPECTRAL LOVE
WANNA LOVE JUST YOU
I wanna love just you
can’t refuse just you
and all night long
I’m eternally with you
cornered always
by your tall corpse
near the weeping willow
I wanna kiss you and
make all the boo-boo’s
just go away tonight
Oh just no smooth way
for the thing
all about you
invested everything
and I wanna give you
the love you been a’
missing so dear I take
your hand and my tears
mellifluous missing you
Use my power to revive
the once blooming love
and you gasp telling me
‘what a love and lover,
I’ve been a’ missing you!’
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LOVE COME TO ME
And love come to me
more beautifully
than the still fields
of a waiting spirit.
A pain within the heart
as a best friend leaving
me i should not want,
and if love should leave
;a dispute to perish
ought be fought.
The strategy of Cupid
within shrubs should keep
the cherub of this
pronounced affection for you
— it should come!
All through me, by me,
by you, with us eternally.
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h us eternally.
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SPEAK OF MY LOVE
LIKE a smile you’re so worthy
so pleased by your love,
like a heart-blooded soul.
I thank you // and I’m so
alone; all where I breath.
It must be so strangely
exciting to watch my skin
and blood burn within me,
must be so tenderly kind
to look into my eyes,
and you should know
you’re not alone
each night.
Like a child within a maze
of feelings, look, the sun
burns my path like I lived
before and first they’re
not around so you’re invited
by choice. If (eyes see blue
skies) a silent burning love
is all of the fields of flowers
of love’s eyes. To watch the
sun shed her skin must be a
heart-tender cosmic sharing
of our love!
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A HUNDRED POEMS – LXXVI
NO I do not believe
never a moment!
Such insanity that
love survives HERE
and my LOVE is over there?
Never!
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A HUNDRED POEMS – XCIII
BIRDS & DREAMS
i do miss
the featured
creature
the tickle-beak
upon my hand
as i feed her
all my flying
dreams!
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WHAT FUTURE TOMORROWS
There past the before of today the heart and soul tenderly aches
for the simpler times
of bygone era
where feet once were
to horseback and hoof
as wheels to silver steel wings
— travel much a quickeroo
but less to see!
months to weeks
from days to minutes
dizzy-spinning mind in me!
What future tomorrows
shall less sanity bring
where wings away fall
to conquer nature’s pull
blink-less stellar travel
and time-river reversal!
Such command and power
— but we lose it all,
human-less are we
a mere reflection
of what was-be
such horrid tragedy!
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THE WARMEST BLOOD OF ALL
I’m sitting pondering
bits and pieces
of my own beating heart by the shore
i texted the coast guard watching
the porpoise flipping across waves
in cerulean memories of when i
said ‘i meant to honor you even
if i loose everything in the
ocean of my life’
I watched how the shores took a bit
of you so i send my love to you
you are the sunlight of my life
every night giving all my love to you
and seashells singing of you
the warmest blood of all is so fanthoms deep
so i honor you with the seas of my heart
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ALL THE STARS ABOVE YOU
I am so always longing
is it for you? Do you
ever doubt it? I can make
you so sure about it
If I should ever say dying
is beyond believing then
what could living do to me?
I may not always show you
how my heart is like
all the stars above you
then I’ll make you sure
about it
If you should ever leave
life could be a world
where I dream about you
(dreaming; doing life,
dreaming; living pain)
And the universe conspires
believing you are meant
for me and God only knows
what I would do without
you (love is my only
mind i live — with
you). Show to me what you’d
do with me//if we loved.
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