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themute
Member

since 2006-05-08

Posts 469
Maryland

0 posted 2006-11-19 04:25 PM

The eyes of juniper have cast a shadow upon child faces.
Youth enthralled and youth disparaged;
touch that takes the heart
to fires. As floating yawls on searching seas and ship-less oceans,
his eyes were wandered upon her.
The seconds, the lies, like birth, were wandered upon her by no reason;
he thought deeply, without fear, without question: her heart is mine by desperate wills.
Here love, sweet, sophomoric;
love wandered in the lowest valleys and took with it the leaves,
the jingles from the bells of soft vibrations.
Words made caring conversations without mouths to open,
without lips; he knew there was a need for caution,
to keep the bells from ringing, to run away from love.

She walked beside without fear, impetuous desire,
listening intently for the notes that sound of caring.
Oh, it was the moments, the brief glances from her eyes to his,
of the moon to the blazon sun.
She made her heart asunder, not yet ashen, fervent glow.
Unknowing she was; he was both the sun and the moon
and the ever-shine twinkles of the destiny stars;
he was the fate and the fated, the harshness and the soothing tender.

She has thoughts in the morning,
desires at night. Was this the passing of her passion, or his returning?
Was it the absence of a brightness burning brought about her heart, her yearning?
Harshest lights in darkest night, her breast would melt, her heart combusting.

Hope. He hoped her fire would die without searing either,
that his fate would be fixed for another,
that his already helpless heart would be taken with by his true desire;
she was his concerns; his pleasure was her happiness;
his love was her grace, her realness, her.
Their moments were his heaven,
their kiss was above his perception of god and infinity,
for it was but a moment in the vastness,
a pinpoint upon the endless line,
that was her, his pin point.

I am the two-toed wanderer

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2006-11-19 04:50 PM

This is beyond outstanding writing Matthew!
Much enjoyed your talent here!

themute
Member

since 2006-05-08

Posts 469
Maryland

2 posted 2006-11-19 09:33 PM

Thank you, thats all i can say really, thank you.

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