QuestionThere's a rumble in the causeway And the river trickles down To the places of drought, Mouths of a heart begging for love's moisture.Question
So do I love her? I don't understand the question... Am I in love with her? I cannot say.
I know this:
She is the beauty Of an unborn rose, And yet I still Gasp at her full bloom.
Every spotlight of an Early morning sun on Specks of dust in meditation Bring the light in her eyes to a weary soul...
You see a body and conditions. I see a four winged Seraphim with Fla
Love's HarvestA new year approaches, A day of judgement The ripening of the harvest Is upon us.Love's Harvest
So close your eyes, Breathe deep, Make your fondest wish And kiss me.
For the treasures Of one thousand earthly princes Cannot equal one moment Within your arms.
Let them fade- Let them wither and die, Blow without event To the four corners of the earth.
Claim what is yours Inscribe our names together. The soul is in the blood, So bind us at the source.
I know my own wealth... Riches beyond imagination o
A High CanopyThe time of recovery is upon us. We harvest, Beat new wheat from the chaff And set the fields ablaze.A High Canopy
Love has lain fallow But only for a time- A new season will arrive And we shall greet her.
Sowing in dried tears, Deep in the manure of existence Green shoots will arise And lift their hands above...
Lift young arms to love, Embrace that which is best Cling to that which is pure, Have blind faith in that which is right.
I will wear white. I will bow and beg. I shall be judged on my love For my heart has
MonitorI look deep in your eyes Burn your face in my weary memory And utter a wish, a prayer To see you in my dreams.Monitor
A kiss on the neck Behind the ear Where you know
Only you are supposed to.
Your eyes have waited Just as long as mine And your soul has cried Aloud as long as mine...
I carve your lips again Onto the fresh page Tattoo them like a sign, A hope you will recognize me.
Soon I will sleep And I shall wake to you You will slumber As my heart creeps in
Knocking on your door.
Just a wee bit o' news
Miss you!!!
M.
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I'm just me...
M.
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I'm just me...
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Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly.
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And this, too, shall pass...
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M.
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And this, too, shall pass...
M.
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Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly.
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And this, too, shall pass...
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