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Thomas Reyes Poem
I'm sorry you feel as if though. And I am coming to know your sorrow. Insatiable. Though you may not understand. Over communication or there lack of, sometimes undergoes one of many of which ways relationships will go. And statistically shows, that love, that once naturally bloomed, will one day devolve into seeds for chew. A strong and lingering, and bitter taste that I beg to be slapped out of my mouth. A mouth full of these hopeless seeds, now please. Now only insatiable remnants of my insatiable appetite they are. My insatiable appetite you hear? My senses have been compromised. What kind of rekindling that could ever ensue which would ever make me grow to love the taste? Again it is all too familiar, and what was once as pleasurable as oysters going down the throat, is now too hard to swallow. I do not fear death from starvation. I fear choking to death. Emaciated to decay is no dismay. Insatiable death.
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God is a poet and created in her image we want to believe. How inspiring to others we can be. Everyone has a poem inside of them racing to be found and emblazoned with all that is glorious and universally spot on. Don't erase. Don't embrace either. Once you find the words to inscribe what you think and what you feel they simply reveal just that. Historically true and spot on. A brilliant formation of words abiding by grammatical laws set forth to be discovered and interpreted by a singular moment of revelation. God how inspiring to others you can be. If that is what you were meant to be. You will do. Search for meaning in words set and arranged around thought and inspiration for others to interpret literally, metaphorically, subliminally in its latency and manifestation. God how inspiring your content can be. You will go forth and be.
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Who is she? Where is she? Hyper imaginative sensual being I envision her to be, my type, while I play out scenarios and encounters that lead from our bed to the alter where we exchange our vows of everlasting love. And if discovered that she has a husband, a boyfriend, a lover, well then we shall simply expedite the divorce, the breakup, the heartbreak. Too much? Too soon? Too crazy? Can love and its pursuit of fulfillment really be that unfamiliar with such measures? "I suppose we shall be the first my love" I say to her as I stare deeply at those delicious lips sweetly posed above the shoulder, eyes starring back at the world. When can we meet I wonder? Where shall we travel to? What shall we toast to? "Siempre viva live forever. We shall, together as one".
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Thomas Reyes Poem
God is a poet and created in her image we want to believe. How inspiring to others we can be. Everyone has a poem inside of them racing to be found and emblazoned with all that is glorious and universally spot on. Don't erase. Don't embrace either. Once you find the words to inscribe what you think and what you feel they simply reveal just that. Historically true and spot on. A brilliant formation of words abiding by grammatical laws set forth to be discovered and interpreted by a singular moment of revelation. God how inspiring to others you can be. If that is what you were meant to be. You will do. Search for meaning in words set and arranged around thought and inspiration for others to interpret literally, metaphorically, subliminally in its latency and manifestation. God how inspiring your content can be. You will go forth and be.
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It will be the greatest lie to be told as the absolute truth. He watches over you. You will believe, and you will kill, and you will die to defend this. While he watches over. You will love and you will hate, and you will think to behave because of it. Walk and breath and talk as if though. He is over you. Do you not know that you are? Creating miracles. Working to make the world a better place. Teaching love. I am. I am that I am. And it shall be known as my name for all time. So, do you not know that you are? As divine as every being. Inseparable from the universe. Consciousness everlasting. The true. The one. Great omniscient deity. The mother. The father. The brother. The sister. The friend. The partner. I am. Know ye not that ye are?
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Thomas Reyes Poem
It will be the greatest lie to be told as the absolute truth. He watches over you. You will believe, and you will kill, and you will die to defend this. While he watches over. You will love and you will hate, and you will think to behave because of it. Walk and breath and talk as if though. He is over you. Do you not know that you are? Creating miracles. Working to make the world a better place. Teaching love. I am. I am that I am. And it shall be known as my name for all time. So, do you not know that you are? As divine as every being. Inseparable from the universe. Consciousness everlasting. The true. The one. Great omniscient deity. The mother. The father. The brother. The sister. The friend. The partner. I am.
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Thomas Reyes Poem
Do you not see how it just comes pouring out of you? Like a cup overflowing. As natural as a river running. The gods choose their messengers so that they may convey these words. And deliver them we must. We shall will it so. In the sad night or by good day. In poverty or by gold. In sickness or by god. We shall will it so. Here it is, my friends, we are within, heaven or hell, you shall choose thy name, as before, as always without end, you shall live as if though, and we shall will it so. And if not, the hell with it. With heaven in mind, ride the sky to perfect bliss. From space to ocean floors, black holes, and planet cores, born again, and then die to decay only to be rediscovered again. We shall will it so.
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