Softly I turn to your eyes,
Burning with love...
How true this all feels,
Destined to do so much more.
A path from above awaits,
Talk of it does it no justice.
To the pealing of golden chimes,
Alone I kneel, together we rise.
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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Sunday, July 2, 2017
Golden Chimes
Saturday, June 10, 2017
Swear
I'm drowning in your eyes
I burn at your touch
No longer able to breath
Should have sworn
By something
That could have hurt me
It felt irreverent
To swear our vows
By each other
When we never have
We never will have
Couldn't possibly be
Together
Monday, June 5, 2017
The Burning and The Cold
The burning when we touch
The cold when we part
The hollow remains
Of my once beating heart
Pulled into pieces
Remade and reborn
The endless circle
Of love and forlorn
The distance and the silence
The closeness and the peace
One day it will vanish
Patient cares will cease
Till the stars finish shining
Till sun and moon go out
Hold me here beside you
My love never in doubt