bring me
more
of them sweet rain drops,
the ones that slip
through branch
and leaf
with naive &
bumbling grace,
like children
rolling gleefully
down
hills of grassy green.
i call for the tempest
in all her wildness,
and for skies
so deep in grey,
that Moon feels welcome
to slip in and play.
in this welcome calamity,
on my knees I sing,
for the hope
of a rainbow:
Gaia’s dream.
so,
please,
kiss me
again,
like you used to do,
and let us light the bright
with a magic so
fresh
and so new.
I send these wild words,
to crash gently alongside your soul;
as the sea beats mercilessly
upon rocky shores:
powerfully
&
in vain.
does the stone know
the roiling chaos of the sea?
do you truly feel the depths of this longing?
perhaps,
but
as the tide must roll,
these feelings must flow:
a signal,
that love goes on.
falling back
back,
back,
into that space,
where eyes shone
with wonder,
at the
fascination.
they burned so
hot, with something
very close
to love.
i find myself hoping
for miracles to repeat,
like the first time we met,
again.
i find myself hoping
that you are hoping too,
and from these ashes
we will soar.
do you feel
these soft lips,
whispering
on the misty breeze?
whispering,
and calling you back,
back to me?
dreams of yesterday
wisp on by,
like clouds
racing across this starlit sky.
such sweet ferocity
tangled up within.
the gentle calamity
true fascination brings.
rhapsody of possible delights,
ringing deep in my bones:
my song,
sung just
for you.
enfolded in this
limitless embrace,
every kiss
is
an invitation
to
wonder.
Eternity unfolding:
a myriad of unexpected
moments erupting from
the starburst of our souls.
Paradise.
weavers of magic,
mystery,
and beauty.
together,
our love fuels
a flame
of
destiny,
creativity,
and
hope.
the universe awaits.
reverent gazes thrust upward
towards a tumultuous grey,
ripped calm by azure promises.
young hearts wait patiently
&
joyfully,
under the fading raindrops,
praying for a
miracle renewed.
and,
in the fading corners
of a tempest now forgotten,
hope springs once more,
iridescently fantastical,
magical & true
a reminder
of beauty,
gifted
just to you
slipped so smooth onto my unawareness, your muffled luminescence scalds a fiery soul. i hear you, radiant and roaring, amongst the timid and undeserving rabble. my life rings counterpoint to your forlorn song. celestial beings, you and me, united in a solitude that is so fucking sweet. if only we could... .... .... touching, and feeling, ..... the faded magic of our souls.
tangled up &
heaving,
our love ravaged
bodies
lust
for the prismatic peace
of post-coital embrace.
souls' eye open,
and blind
but to a single truth
undefined.
and,
guided without limits,
our future rolls enigmatic
from Infinity's door.
come,
my fire-weaving Valkyrie,
come and dream with me.
come,
and you will see
how incredible
the unknown will be.
ripped asunder
and
split,
into a thousand
wants, flagrant
in their desire,
the thrill
of loss
burns vengefully,
like
an orgasm
leached artfully
from an unsuspecting lover.
yet,
the dance persists.
urged on
by singed memories
of those stolen moments,
we sacrifice still:
soul
and fire;
magic
and gold;
all,
to the false gods
of hope,
destiny,
and
love.
come with me,
angel
of the night,
and let us be free
of this misplaced oblivion.
soft and whimsical,
gentle harmonies
flutter
with glee
upon the final winds
of spring.
and
errant lovers,
deep in their cups,
and lost in the wonder
of their resonant souls,
seek one last
brush with
infinity.
and then the night falls.
and the love is lost.
and the yearning
begins,
again.
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