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Empty rooms and a lonely thought,
Reviving bad memories and the sadness brought,
So much loss with only knowledge gained,
Hurt but not broken my heart simply stained,
Resisting the urge to rebuild loves guard,
Allowing vulnerability to be seen is hard,
I'd rather hurt than not feel love at all,
That euphoric feeling is worth the fall,
If only the good outweighed the bad,
Cherished moments spent secretly mad,
Countless tears I unwillingly shed,
Repetitively killing negative thoughts in my head,
Realising the truth I no longer know,
Questioning things wont help love grow,
Changing who I am tore us apart,
His amazingness owned my heart,
Without him near I barely feel whole,
I know what it feels like losing part of your soul,
For him id fall all over again every day,
I truly love him unconditionally in every way.
I would like to listen to the sound of bonfire sticks crackling as he chucks one on and the second he throws to a dithering dog-or the waves lapping on the shore steadily, a toddler’s toes dipping in that sea and then he screams and runs right away to his parents who are devouring literature upon the shore. They loyally guard his sandcastle then chide him for pushing his sister who had stumbled and fallen on that work of art. I’d like to watch the tide go in as picnic baskets are cleared away and the last of the suncream is lathered thick on children’s skin. I’d like to taste the locals' ice cream letting bristles of my hair stick to my face and needing a second as the first melted right away sullying my beach wear. I’d like to smell sausages almost charcoaled on the grill as children are as speedy as rockets with plastic plates at the ready. A summer living by the coast would be sure to enliven my spirit and cater for my senses.
With the break of dawn, as I watch you sleep,
... sun peeks in.... with gentle fingers on your face....
The morning wakes again, ..and day begins,
... ours to linger in,... close within love's arms.......
Tomorrow seems a distant place, too far to see from here,
Our yesterdays will fade somehow, like faces in the crowd
But wrapped in warmth of midnight's arms, are moments that allow
to keep me high up in the clouds, on a stairway to the sun
I've caught you with your guard down, dreams I cannot know
I'm bound by love, as blinding as the morning's afterglow
The new day keeps a promise, catching you asleep
I see the jealous sun caress, but, ..you are mine, alone, to keep
Your sleeping face, reveals to me... that time and space stands still
And what I feel, ........I know is real........may nothing break the spell
I feel my breath escape, and watch you breathing soft and low
in afterglow, of night's embrace,
...when midnight's promised words were vows
Interlude melody..............
Shadows flirt across the bed, but I know you dream of me
I watch you sleep, as the sun peeks in, with warmer undertones....
In the blushing light, of the night's embrace, are vivid afterglows
Across the bed, the light grows bold, and turns the red to gold
Tomorrow seems a distant place, too far away,.... too far to see from here,
Our yesterdays are vanished stars, lost traces in the clouds
But wrapped in warmth of midnight's arms, where moments have allowed
to keep me high up in the clouds, on a stairway to the sun
High away........high away.........high away on a stairway to the sun
High away.......so very high away........high away, there beyond the sun
Take me there........take me there........ high away.........so high away....
Take me past the sun, to that place, to that place within your dreams
so high away.........high beyond the sun
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8/11/14 For Contest Sponsored By Craig Cornish
"Another Song Lyric"
Written to the music of Peter White's "Life Story"
It’s been a while
I know your need
I read your smile
The way you breathe
The style you brush
Across my skin
The tone your words
Begin and end
The romantic feel
Of every move
Your manly hands
Our tongue and groove
It’s been a while
I released my guard
Clinching counter
Viewing yard
You explored
I didn’t flinch
Lips to skin
Inch by inch
We went away
Just us two
you swept me up
And saw it through
Palm to thigh
Thumb caressing
Becoming anxious
You undressed me
One by one
Each button and strap
You, the compass
I, the map
It became too much
For the kitchen
To our bed
You lured me in
Feeling sexy
It’s been a while
I can’t keep quiet
This night is wild
My bottom lip
Your hot tattoos
I’m ready for you
I’m letting loose
Like a glove
I hold you tight
You push it deeper
To my delight
And when you think
To pull it back
I grasp your hips
And give no slack
Now in sync
Raw and real
I cease to think
Only feel
We journeyed down
That extra mile
Just in time
It’s been a while
"Thy Beautiful Heart : The Blue Faery’s Baby"
'Tis brave the heart
of a lionhearted cub
When Butterflies
aren’t pretty
Aren’t all what they seem
Monsters that do steal teeth
from the Blue Faery's Baby
A glass jar full of
plundered
precious Pearls
of White Ivory,
not sweet honey bees
The cub
must remember
the power asleep
in thy magic, the
strength of pure
LOVE
Stand firm clasping it to
thy beautiful heart,
thy beautiful heart -
that was borne
from pure love
all of thy
beautiful dreams
to believe
to dream
red life rosy and real
“Walk with courage”,
she heard her say,
"Soft footsteps always follow,
They’ve never walked away,"
"In thy dreams
I guard thee still,
from wolves
and monks
all monsters -
men and women
gone astray"
In that strange
contained place
that place of the Fey,
both are walking
side by side
together
in pure Light,
a strong power,
in conversation
they hold,
deep of the mind,
the two from the Fey
"All will come good
on the morrow
For the
Blue Faery’s Baby,
there is to be
no more bleeding
Black Sorrow
Love, hear me now,
Time is tumbling
Love - pure and strong,
with all of thy
beautiful heart
Time,
tis no more time,
to be borrowed.
Love's kiss
from a mother's
pure heart
breaks forever and now
the Papillon Spell".
(Lovejoy-Burton, August 2018)
for my daughter,
Georgia -
Close your eyes
when you listen to the music...
it adds more power to the spell.
I am always with you. Always.
ALL my Love - Always.
The Blue Faery.
"Conjunto", Symphony for 8 Cellos
PeterRudolfi, Youtube
https://youtu.be/cKEq56mDLg4
I am with you all the way.
Love, Mum.
Sandwiched by the lies spread through your body
what would it look like if you saw it as whole
whole like a loaf of bread...sliced front to back,
sections missing when the chef goes hunting
vagaries of form light on the moonlit night rhythms of fireflies
positively negative impressions prejudice our eye’s glance of plus or minus
defining an outline of shadowed presence barely known here at all
danced through the trees, enraptured by outline’s disguise she appears and
disappears... swaddled whole groves stand at attention awaiting orders
underground rivers moving slowly in time shape the insistence of land
illusions of spatial bound threads harmonize irregularities of mind
consequential prattling pervades discourses of old guard and new
Queen’s knight to black Bishop...strategic placement instructs magic’s game
In the name of...all that is and has been...no longer forever more.
Is the knocking at my door a pest
this hot and humid day?
Or just one seeking shade to rest
as he travels on his way.
Asking only if he could sit a spell
in my shaded front yard.
The fact he had no goods to sell
had caught me quite off guard.
He asked of me a drink to spare
from water in my well.
While drinking he began to share
God, and a burning hell.
As I brake bread with this old gent
with tearful look he said.
I'm thankful for the time you've spent
for the water and the bread.
I'm tired but I must get on the roads
stretching his weary back.
Thinking me for lightening his load
but alas he had no pack.
With deeds and words we do and say
showing others that we care.
In life while helping others we may
entertain an Angel unaware.
I wish, at this present moment I could be with you.
but I will watch you in the darkness,
and show you my love will see you through.
When the bad dreams wake you crying,
I'll show you all my love for you can do,
All My Love For You Can Do.
I will watch you through the night,
hold you in my arms,
give you dreams where no one will be.
I will watch through the dark,
until the morning comes,
and my love will take you,
through the night to see,
All My Love Showing You All My Love For You Can Be.
I will guard you with my bright wings,
and stay until your heart learns to see,
All My Love For You Can Be,
Your Guardian Angel, YourKidster, Billy,
Now And Always And On Into Eternity,
You and Me Baby
Dedicate to My Samara,
aka, TheSamonster,
The Crusher Of Everything And Anything Cancer.
Never A Quitter, Always A Fighter.
Everyone Who Meets Her Can't Help But Immediately Love Her.
but no words of mine could ever fully truly express the bond I have with her.
i saw a lighter on the ground
i saw a kid throw his happy meal out of the window of a car
i saw a stray cat rotting next to his missing poster
all of his stray friends trying to guard the body from rats
every killer, every sinner of every kind
i find them here
on this street
i saw a squirrel on the ground
ran down on the road, buried in dust
I saw trash on the ground
filling up the storm drains, we can't keep up with the flood
every killer, every sinner of every kind
i find them here
on this street
any living thing with a bit of hope inside
is 99 miles away
from this street
i saw a girl, held against the wall
she was being arrested by the cops
a fallen angel, but nowhere near as saintly
someone I knew, but who cares, really?
i saw them throw her in the back
i watched them drive away in the opposite direction of my home
every killer, every sinner of every kind
I found them here
on this street
any living thing with a bit of hope inside
is on the opposite side of the world
from this street
the difference is like night and day
like home and away
it's different here, from where i stand
and that's how i know
i'm not on this street
and i'm never coming back
Undivided attention
Continuous compliments
Constant affection
Holding hands
Making plans
Flowers and cards
Reassurance
It's ok let down your guard
Placed on a pedestal
Magical
Intimate desires
Souls and hearts catching fire
Lust
Apprehensive fears turned to dust
Suddenly everything stops
Like frozen hands on an old run down clock
Invisible
Hate fueled words
Cold hearted rejection
Hands left bruised and bleeding afterwards
Cancelled plans
Dead flowers and ripped up cards
She let down her guard
Knocked off the pedestal
Unimaginable
Intimacy dead
Souls and hearts turned to ice instead
Disgust
Fears become real losing trust