Precious kittens move my heart -
I’ve known this since small.
Whether still or in crazed dart,
they enthrall my all.
Silk furs, whiskers, purrs -
all make resistance depart
while cat love occurs.
sacred, symmetrical, serious skeleton wheel
plotting out steampunk plans for the universe
Concentrating on circular curriculums
Decisive, deliberate display of planned plots
We watchers sit in wonder, wishing we could be of service
Knowing the sageness of your decisions must come from within
You amaze and enthrall us.
Super ethereal entity with a feminine form
We animals sense that you arose from the corn
September harvest stand out of this being’s way
She is raising the vibrations of the cosmos today
What do you call yourself, you darling goddess delight?
The crystal ball that you are raising gives off mystical light
We wait for the sky god to give you a nod and maybe a kiss.
You enthrall and delight us, you are such a marvelous miss.
Heart
Pulse throbbing, breathlessly imbibing the cliff’s enthrall. The crashing of momentous waves against the bolder rocks. The passionate heaving of whisking foam and the swollen coolness of seaside air.
Mind
Blown, for I am not a fisherman, nor reside near the cliffs. What is a haven and harbor to many is a far-fetched tale to me, but here I stand as if Liberty over the seascape. I could walk these rocks, forever in my figment, roll the scene over and over again, watch the washing of the rocks.
Soul
The lighthouse sign, missed to one’s detriment. I take the warning sternly, with compassion for souls lost to the rocks. Resplendently wet, inviting adventure, departure into the lapping incisors. A cork bobbing, sinking, subsiding. Out of sight, I see ghosts clearly. Only fools tread onto the wet rocks. I want to be foolish, but it is not a good day to die.
I placed your burden heart;
On my heavy chest;
I placed my finger, on your velvet lips;
Hushing you this I insist;
Come darling do impart;
Impart with me enthrall intervene this part;
Distance is the one that won't share love;
Prerequisite;
7/16/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2020
My eyes are experienced, they've seen it all
Most stuff's fantastic though some stuff appalls
Most pretty girls
Are like gorgeous pearls
In an ocean of seaweed, they stand out and enthrall
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