Passion
whither is thy heavenly gift
Beg
I doth for pastures of romance
Love thee — angel followeth me too
Kindness
compassion for all thy life
Understanding
wisdom from burning fire
Heaven
thou, dream I giveth prayer to thee
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 base!
:: ~~ ::
I lay bare my soul to eternity
to see my clay form
from celestial breath
that I come from I now lay bare
the fall from grace in human form
~~~~
THE SOUL sat upon a leaf
gently comforting me
I felt sun by moon
as gentle as the bee
Stress gave way to smile
the day made sky
burst worthwhile
then lost by physiognomy!
And skies so beautifully
blue became deeper blue
as a beating bruise upon
my mortal heart!
:: 12092015 ::
the tip of my temple eye
gazes(stealthily)
the floor of flowers
beyond the reach of
f l e s h
and only by spirit
does true love live(?)
A seed within my parched
m o u th
grew! into a single word
which i by heart and chords
sang etcetera love etcetera
” R E Q U I E S C A T !”
the resurrection of reckless
h a z a r d s
which befell my soul & /////:
H E A R T.
AND once upon a
(that is
over: and now for the grand
secret of where a true lover
goes when they shed their
mortal coil!
i(me)shall now know!
:: 12092015 ::
la pointe de l’œil du temple
contemple ( furtivement )
le parterre de fleurs
au-delà de la portée de
la chair
et seulement par l’esprit
l’amour vrai ne vivent ( ? )
Une graine dans mon desséchée
bouche
a grandi ! en un seul mot
qui i par cœur et accords
etcetera etcetera chanté l’amour
” R E Q U I S E C A T ! ”
a résurrection du téméraire
h a z a r d s
qui a frappé mon âme et ///// :
CŒUR.
Et une fois sur un
(c’est
sur : et maintenant pour le Grand
secrète de l’endroit où un vrai amoureux
va quand ils perdent leur
mortal coil !
i ( moi) vais maintenant savoir!
:: 12092015 ::
IS art the free flying bird
without constraints of
morality?
IS life the weight of shoves
setting traps for the dove
of peace and love?
I can only
(no, you do not think)
then we know what
is within our veins
the false fox hole
where there are atheists
we wept searching for the
forest and maybe hills
the home: where souls
rest from drills
I saw/see the beauty of
art in all solidarity
it brings together all
of precious humanity
P E A C E bee with
nature and spirit!
:: 12102015 ::
Darling, accept my strong honor
which by anvil struck steel &
broke the vows of nature!
the heav3nly gods found anger
and nothing less than false
is like love; love is givings
as to keeping’s give;
lover– honoring proudly
the deepest like aboves
as our first’s because
(hath faith abandoned thee?
not so quietly and nevers!)
as knowing love as ours will
like fields in spring rain
will continue to (i love you)
grow!
:: 12102015 ::
WHEN my limbs ache makes my crazy meal\when i
am with you makes me deeper dumb like your
roaming tigers (so inside) so you’re outside
what a pleasant surprise ( ) with(in) you
swiftness of predatory teeth digs deeper
into my soul so far past the brightness
of sunrise and sunsets of my confused blood
it’s with you i am glad flesh but soul
(of my fear) doesn’t want to be with you
you’re inside of outside of my flower-pinkness
on gritted lips and i am running away upon
(your are) skewed brilliant eyes (hate you when
I’m with you) smother the flames of the dizzy
being with you…
the heavens so beautiful with love
but dead stars stink awakening dawn
i am insane for true love
the poetic caress of a lonely girl
:: 12102015 ::
we lived ~~~
loved always
lived BY inspiration
as anyone worthy
One dignity pauses
for all when you
I WAS loved
Whispering “I am simply
excited by your dignified
attendant; watch my feet
so-heart telling
coach me (but you…you
are not allowed) so invited
the skies || I greet you
warm by the soul’s ermine
protected by ancient
escutheon //and many too
weak by life’s winter-tide
this covert life i expected
i am forever alone since
you’re uninvited
and I am Philophobic
a strangely exciting pain
of emotional detachment
pushes away the vow of
my commitment:
solitude and grieving
I am love but fragmented.
:: 12102015 ::
the tip of my temple eye
gazes(stealthily)
the floor of flowers
beyond the reach of
f l e s h
and only by spirit
does true love live(?)
A seed within my parched
m o u th
grew! into a single word
which i by heart and chords
sang etcetera love etcetera
” R E Q U I E S C A T !”
the resurrection of reckless
h a z a r d s
which befell my soul & /////:
H E A R T.
AND once upon a
(that is
over: and now for the grand
secret of where a true lover
goes when they shed their
mortal coil!
i(me)shall now know!
:: 12092015 ::
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