The Turning Point…
And I could have tried to make you happy a year ago by taking you out, but I didn’t. My point is, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because I believe I am supposed to fight for you. We’re supposed to be together…
Only the Lover…
When only the lover sings
then death has lost its sting
and we are saved from the fall
From the doom of it all.
Brickety-Brackety Noise
Curtail the brickety brack of
clicketing clacking noise that distracts
from free-flowing thoughts and words and forms
and disable temptations toy’s
The Stolen Time Machine
Even a box that flies
Through star-studded skies
Can be commonplace in grand scheme, flown
By a madman running away from home.
Marshmallow Casserole
A Contented Perspective
Outside the Window
it’s more like there’s something outside this window that he has encountered many, many times, and now he wants a barrier between it and him. He’s using me as the barrier. I knew what he feared…
Receive, Oh Woman. Receive…
In me is generated the
love of the generator…
I receive my beauty.
Shall I speak of my beauty?
No….
Only he may speak of it.
All Wrong
The world is horrible - it’s all wrong
It is corrupt, and done
It is utterly eaten away from the inside
It is sterilized by shit
It is wiped clean of all that is good
Upon the Shore
Upon the shore, I stand and wait
A mast, a lighthouse
In the nook of the cape
And the wind whips my dress
It batters and beats
Its paltry attacks
When Mary Hosts a Conference
Once upon a time, God sat at His desk in Heaven, reading the lives of His children on earth, and despondently, He let His head fall into his beautiful golden hands…
Chapter 12
Do you see the portent
in the heavens?
Can you hear the woman
as she cries?
Borrowing
Borrowed finery
Borrowed future
How long do I have to wait for you,
wait for the future?
I have borrowed
against the day
When my disguise
will fall away…
I Believe
I believe he will come back again
I believe this is not the end.
When flowers bloom, when Love commands
Christ will not let this time extend
And when he’s here vs. when he’s gone
the time shall flow like years have come…
The Trinity of Times
In the expectation that three times
I shall know
In the complication that twice
have come and gone
In the coronation of marriage
within my soul
I tremble, and I wait
The School of Love
Story half over
I recognize the text
Best of tutors,
test of wizards
Set me to the school of love
City
The walls of my city are a garden
The Questions
What if I get married?
What if I have a kid?
Is this what you wanted,
When we were little kids?
The heartbreak wounds
The soul it sighs
The mind grapples with its lies.
Who are you now?
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 3
What shallow depths will such exquisite eyes explunge in my heart? Such bewitching eyes?
The Rich and Noble Gardener
There was once a rich and noble gardener, who did everything well for his land. He cultivated the flowers, fertilized the bushes, and tilled the soil. Often, when the farmer was watering his rich garden…
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