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i stared out like i'd looked unto my lovers eyes long into the night felt her kiss of occular glow, pull me like a string drawn to a kite and in the great wheeling sky this vessel did set sail drifting in the evening breeze in moonlight; soft and pale found her hidden back behind a drifting clouded veil between hers and thy soul a melody did entail more than once the earth did turn curtailing heavens blue how well the still was filled with air as our music did ensue but bound up in atomic forces gravity did eventually divorse us ...now and still my affections wayne and wax day and night as often the frost encapusaltes the word i do recite for if it's vain, i wont conplain this simple gift i offer to you in the still of night, is when i write prose is red from me to you |
| Hypnotic melodic rhapsody |
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language and culture befell me something rather sublime mustard seeds, thieves of the night and new skins to hold new wine strange manners of speaking repository of great wealth a balm to facilitate healing unto my bones gave me health to hear without understanding or to see and gain no insight how long would I idled in neutral and do what I knew was not right this king held sway in his tower feigned opulence reigned in his court but I slipped a way and I’m sorry to say I bring you a dreadful report Away far into the future In that his eyes seek detail Councils of constant reminders tell Of all the times he did fail Escapes to flights of fancy Hypnotic melodic rhapsody blue neon days of bygone is the only place he longs to be pounds and weaves at black and white keys deconstructs each of his vital signs steeping in pleasures both broad and deep unbridling his complex designs |
| My hearts been fed |
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someone yes responded to my literary mess and in her simple reply now i convolese where as once a fittful rage did ensue tiring mortal frame my grand constructs of iron and flux with innoxious burning flame now resting all the more relieved i no longer feel the same simple minds as such enslaved deep inside my head re rehearsing all the things that i should have said resting now much easier now my hearts been fed |
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here within the printed page a passing thought upon a stage a shade a lengthy silhouette formed from English alphabet Some unplumbed depth this pilgrims home from time to time from their he'll roam a voice from world of solitude speaks eloquent and rather crude bound by bonds of servitude reigns there i did all the more in this world of thought i did explore lewis carol wonder land chaos and logic hand in hand a chessir cat, a constant grin amidst the melodic music's din tireless in searching for just on clue among dying embers glowing hue why do i do the things i do? feigning opulence was my façade while in these shoes I alone shod in this solemn dominion I held sway a misanthrope of night and day venturing from this, it terrified so at length I sought to stay inside kept captive by my own design by malevolence that appeared benign melancholy platitudes i did refine alas, arrives tranquil breeze a rapture of comfort and ease climbs my spine to my cortex dissolving problems far to complex this assuring confidence that saves bids me to walk upon the waves his guiding hand he offers me with a gentle voice he assures me asks me to trust what i can’t see learn to lean not what you understand stand on the foundation i have planned trust me and i will see you through let me guide you in all you do this choice no one else can make or choose (here a hint) if you dont pick me, your sure to loose said the Lord thus to me since that day he set me free now and then still i am chastised but in the end i’ll be revised for now in confidence i strive it is Christ within me who is alive |
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