full up to
the brim
with void and
yet,
there is room
for so much more.
hiding
in the silence,
an inevitable eruption grows
into a deathly calm.
Category: Lucifer
Moon Quilt
comfort,
dipped in stardust
with seams of magic,
slips away,
gently. and
Night's mystery
slides so soft, and
so surely into
the oblivion
of now, where nothing remains
but my fear
and
I
love affair
haunted by memories
of how
we used to be,
I long
to once again curl up
with my beloved
in the comfort
of my beating heart.
rediscovering
joys long forgotten.
rekindling
passions long laid cold.
feeling
once more,
life's mysteries
tickling our soul.
and in this reunion
twixt
myself
& I,
may we drown
in seas of Truth
and Knowing.
knowing
that we
are loved.
knowing,
that we
are
love.
Night Moves
Sky
reflecting Sun's magic
and appeal.
yet Shadow grows longer,
and the air falls
still, absent
of birdsong, yet
pregnant
with the mysteries.
and so
much
more....
imagination begins
to stir
underneath the hedge,
and
between
the gnarled roots of the old tree.
an urge
to dance
tears through my soul.
a need to awaken to the silent rhythms of Night,
and all her hedonistic pleasures...
...to play,
mischievously, and innocently...
to live...
free.
you look so fine
traipsing through the treeline...
gliding
with such grace....
or
was that me?
the hearth beckons,
cackling songs of last winter:
lovers' vows of the succour to come...
but i yearn
yet
to touch your ghostly presence
feeling
along my skin in the darkness.
are you ready?
key
am i that rainbow which i seek
hiding
always
beyond the next peak?
am i that dream which i desire
lighting
this heart
aflame with desire?
i close my eyes
and yearn no more
and finally i
enter the door.
over the rainbow
frozen
in this moment,
before the floodgates
of inevitability
and love.
why must it always hurt
so
much?
damn!
step willingly
into the calm, and
you
may catch glimpse
of the shadow
swirling within.
feed that darkness
and feel
your fire burn
bright.
MorningStar
there,
behind the mirrors
and
between
delusion,
goes your shadow,
fleeing,
from what must be.
a shame, for that shadow is me.
once more, something new
hurtling haphazard
into the depths of familiarity.
leaving happenstance behind
to mourn the absence of your light.
whispers crawl
up
your neck as
joy
tumbles over an
impetuous smile.
yet this too
shall pass.