lost in the rays of the sun
i
saw my destiny
slip through tree
and brush
and field
and meadow
and I
stood
still.
manifesting
success
through inertia: New Age Soul Slipping,
for tender soles.
Author: nomisyar
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
LP No. 01 go the distance
every journey starts
with one
step-
one
single
step….
or so they say-
unless
you count
the thousands of steps
you’ve taken to get here;
and the millions
of steps
your ancestors
took before you.
even in the ashes
of Phoenix
one may find gold.
here we go
again.
come,
lets play.
connections missed
the past
hides
deep within
the fog of nostalgia.
mist
clouded eyes
recall the
joyful camaraderie
found in
shared solitude.
time’s torch
lights
the truth:
a vision unique
cannot be seen
by any,
other
than you –
and maybe me.
Time
…brings change
(and love)
…whispers
(and nibbles on your ear)
…speeds up
(and pauses for ecstasy)
…teaches
(and bows to lovers)
…heals
(and cleaves souls)
…to say,
that I love you.
Core
in the silent,
…
in the
me
a forge,
patient
and
loyal,
prepares
for
greatness.
gifts wrought
so masterfully
the Universe
quivers
in anticipatory
delight.
that good
&
that true
sun set in winter
setting sun,
take
me
with you
to distant shores
giggling with rumor of paradise,
and
kissed
by your
fiery lips,
and
hugged
by her rounded hips.
take
me
there,
and I will
forsake my god
for a lifetime
of lust
and delight.
Apology: the scattered ravings of a lost warrior
never skurred
&
never feared
unashamed,
unabashed,
unyielding, and
true.
my face
my eyes
my skin….
can’t change;
won’t change;
don’t wanna change.
who are
you
but a ghostly imprint
of a culture corrupted,
and forsaken,
and misguided.
irreverent
and
lost.
a little lost
nappyheaded negro,
rejected
marginalized
and maligned
connects greedily
to the loving earth
and all her richness:
herstory
my mother.
love mama.
not
giving
Gaia
golden showers:
your way
is
not
the way.
what do you love?
what do you
respect?
where is your soul?
my world is sacred
but
you, and
your death worship
embodies the profane.
even Lucifer held love
in his
prideful heart.
you would burn it all,
including yourself,
to oblivion.
I love
and for that I do not apologize.
Love Truly Forgives
&
True Souls Love
&
Soulful Lovemaking Climaxes True
Truth
is
Love
&
I love u
come rebuild
a world
of love
with me.
but
beware
all soulless fiends
that would steal
my joy,
and deride Her beauty:
I will fight you,
for real
serendipity II
sometimes
a little sparrow
sings
to me.
why?
it’s
no mystery:
he is happy,
thrilled, and
very enthused
about the feelings
which have infused
this soul:
turning my anticipation
to liquid gold
magic is real
but still I kneel
praising the Universe for this deal
silly words
put aside for now;
act two complete,
now take a bow.
Beauty
slips
through
the corner
of
your smile and,
i
smile too.
your perfect
little
heart
shines
through
eyes rich
in wisdom
and
love.
a gift
to be
protected.
a gift
to be
reflected.
a gift,
divine…
in
the
corner
of
your
smile.
Winter Love Story
light
falls
fast,
and
winter
arrives.
Autumn’s memory but
faintly tickles
the mind;
and
Summer’s lushness
is long forgotten.
tis
a time
of
darkness
and a time of
cold,
and of
Hope.
Spring
approaches.
faithfully I await
her nubile gifts.
candle in hand,
and song in my chest,
I long to share
that tender embrace
again.
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