walk
with me.
till the end. there are
so many
miracles there.
for here,
where we are
alone,
the magic is
lost,
the moment-
forgotten.
this fire,
but an errant spark
of your fading desire.
night falls
as we seek another day.
till then,
on these words
i pray.
Shrouded
in the brilliant
preponderance
of the coming storm,
and
ensconced
in swirling mists
of ether,
magics,
and assorted devilry,
Destiny calls out,
desperately
yearning for your touch.
Do you
hear her?
Do you want to?
or would you rather slip
back
into sweet angelic
dreams of beauty
and love?
hidden away in vaults of eternal treasure,
She waits for your embrace.
Will you answer?
or simply wither away?
birdsong rings
like church bells,
calling me to prayer.
a new day
begins
for every
step towards the
inevitable,
i
will wait
for you.
as
life
rolls, and scampers,
and rambles on,
I
will wait
for you.
with
eyes full
of mischief and
with love
undimmed
by time’s wracking pains,
you endure, and
i
will wait
for you.
wise
grey fool
who stayed
by me,
I
will always be
with you.
trapped
in the wrinkles between
what was
&
what will be,
youth’s charms lie
before these tired eyes
&
failure sinks far,
far
behind.
this moment
calls to me.
so
no longer need
I call for
you.
splendid
and so fresh,
she returns
to me
long after the need
has past.
and
She rains
silence.
Love
Grows
From
Within
One
Giant
Heart
sorceress &
alchemist.
catcher of dreams
&
weaver of tales.
she
draws me close
and up,
twixt burning stars
and wintry suns.
and
She rains
miracles.
over heath and dale
fox & fairy;
devil & hare,
all gather to
listen
to her tales.
and
she
rains
love.
ghosts
march behind
every smile.
jests
rolled across
a bed of thorns.
love
blooms from
excremental fear.
beauty
conceived
in anxiety’s
existential embrace.
and
life,
kicking
on oblivion’s door,
asking for coffee,
or perhaps,
some tea.
only in
nothing’s embrace,
are we finally
ready
to love.
dreams
call back
to summer
soirees
where fireflies
and
crickets waltzed till dawn
and cicadas
sang
of life
&
love.
now,
hanging tantalizingly close
in wondrous unknown,
destiny never seemed as near
as you.
yet dreams,
once so bold
&
grand,
only
look back,
for fear
to dare again
like before.
twisted
love
wraps ’round my words.
words
meant for a destined love.
words
not meant for you.
words
gilded with bombastic desire.
words
dredged from winding streams of longing.
words
harvested gently
from the orchards of my soul.
words,
which remain locked forever,
deep
inside of me.
and so,
i write this poem.
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