The Lady of Labyrinth

In light of locution whispers dance delicately off her lips "Lux Vitae" Tree of Life, Trinity, tribal councils conferred the coffers, re-offers enriched and enhanced erectus three times three smoke rises from the ash and anew you glow a river of gold connecting the body to the soul blue of sky the sun of spirit's eye beheld in fate of copious moon intrinsic the sum not one, but all in feel layers peeled slowly back from black to light from day to the night perspicacity, acuity filters undone your wit teases the brain's restless receptors insane we see weightlessness of the breeze carrying of scent her fragrant scent where angels once undressed the devils and the lion frantically chased the dainty dragonfly's peace breathless she enters his anchored mind libertas quae sera tamen and free you shall be enplaned upon the shores of love where blues breathe in smoke filled rooms and stars do a tango overlooking the electric light exploding in the reflection of river's bend your bow, not too tight wrapping around the fringes of my tattered soul kisses the parched lips of a wanted life "Vitae Lux"
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Salehi Avatar
February 14, 2020 at 2:10 PM
The words and rhythm are beautiful... but I do not believe in the supernatural.
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February 14, 2020 at 4:47 PM
You've done a magnificent job... I like your style.
Poetry Avatar
February 14, 2020 at 3:21 PM
Thank you Pashang, we all have our own beliefs
Roper Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 5:05 PM
Beautiful,
Poetry Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 5:28 PM
Thank you Eve
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February 12, 2020 at 6:38 PM
Ah, I see you did not use the Romance Generator for this one. I can feel in my waters, the essence of the balls dropping slowly one by one, black ball, white ball, black ball, white ball. There are far too many black balls being thrown here and out there in the world. Here's a pristine white one from me to you. On it is written "Love". A hint of insanity and a taste of yours. Too imperfectly perfect, it dazzles.
Poetry Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 7:43 AM
Sanctus, ut laver in aquis
Labyrinth Avatar
February 13, 2020 at 5:47 AM
Always a Lady. Libertas, Justicia, Veritas. lux vitae omnia perfundet libertas
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 7:18 PM
Quite the Lady!!
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February 12, 2020 at 7:12 PM
https://youtu.be/X62xRWRWREc
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:52 PM
https://youtu.be/7cSAKlu0OlU
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:49 PM
Honest is the perfect start, we all have our imperfections. That's what makes us who we are.
Labyrinth Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:48 PM
https://youtu.be/lbq4G1TjKYg
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:48 PM
https://www.google.com/amp/s/genius.com/amp/Icehouse-touch-the-fire-lyrics
Labyrinth Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:46 PM
Perfect, in my world, does not exist. Imperfections are honest, are they not? Perfect hides a multitude of secrets under a surface that may appear smooth.
Labyrinth Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:45 PM
A Perfect Day..... https://youtu.be/9XPkZwuUlKY
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 5:18 PM
https://youtu.be/1WfD7nEoAWM
Poetry Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 5:19 PM
Open arms, open heart, open mind
Romios Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 4:18 PM
Really written with a golden pen! Terrific, TS Panagiota xx
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February 12, 2020 at 4:59 PM
Thank you PR
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