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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Catacombs of impression color Sunrise There hewn languid eyelets fill Wednesday Morning Syllables float like angels fluttering great architecture Whispering all secrets fulfilling the contrasts With ideals in life, love, realities…quatrains endless Do you see them pout in our absence….my love? With creative desirable increase, where we look in the Assuring, unearthing hours of gentle loveliness and gracious light “Who reads this verse in time to come?” I consider, “with tender appetite?” It is YOU, and by a part of all this glory we shall live, maybe very poorly At times, yet with love engrafted to a substance we suffer for Gaze upon this beauty, this bosom endeared within all hearts, lending her Lusting force for human minds….souls…and the fire of life Where oppression is erased, dowsing all sorrow, changing shapes Eased by the sensual and aloof trespass of love…How amazed! Oh love…such a sweet bandit you are, excusing my sin and poverty You embrace that which is precisely whole, blaming nor cursing not My palm sweats frosty within this air of grace Enriching my weak heart…calling me yours alone Loving each and every view which reigns, never to remove It is our turn to bath, embrace the light of twilight stars What manner of faith entertains such thoughts? What single moment gives this kind of grace, energy, eyes that smile and wink? This all receiving willful taste upon the lips of my soul Caresses the bosom of images we view together consuming primrose Dear sweet heart…dearest lover, mine to learn, to trace to know Lover of silence and harmony, where peace and magic grows Drowning in my eyes, flowing unto the temporary of losses which In you are restored…take my mind, into yours and see sights Let me know your souls desire…I want to know every seed where Your breath begins…show me, take my hand and lay it upon your heart So that I may see your thoughts, desires, fears…what happiness arouses you As one soul, we immerse into a form which sees into immortal life Drowns within time…into erudition of what lavishes All those hours, what music but love seeks, we frame into iron warmth In glorious light, quickly we become with all hearts, all minds That in beauty subjects to sessions of great fortune, encompassing chorus Promise, where the muse invents…weaving a boundless sea This is where I wish to live…and where I press my tongue Invoking thoughts as dear as your composure…where no one Feels winter, or the false enslavement of fear Or drinks of siren tears…but befriends all impression Despite my simply mind…cleave me to your brethren Let me be the whole of you, your mistress, sister, friend and wife Speak to me of your desires; waste no shame….but unto my eyes Begin, so that I may help to justify the wrong….and touch every line of Your soul…let no thought remain idle, take my mere hours… So that you might dine on all sweet forces casting glow And the welcomed approach of sweet nature & warmth |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Leej, Me thinks you have an epopee here. “Who reads this verse in time to come?” I consider, “with tender appetite?” Excellent. Good morning sweet. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
How very intense! Lover of silence and harmony, where peace and magic grows Drowning in my eyes, flowing unto the temporary of losses which In you are restored ... Sigh! Love, Margherita  |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Syllables float like angels fluttering great architecture Whispering all secrets fulfilling the contrasts With ideals in life, love, realities…quatrains endless Do you see them pout in our absence… you are an incredible writer..and pack so much into each poem sometimes it overwhelms me... I love reading you M |
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