TodayToday, I watched the sun fall behind the horizon from my porch steps and saw the moon slowly make its show. Gold fell, and silver incandescent balks reached out from their starlit purple body softly touching rooftops and trees, streets and silent, lonely cars running from the outstretched dark. I could feel the cold fingers of night run up the steps and over my body, whispering nocturnal secrets with an icy breath to anyone outside to listen. To me it said, “Stay out here, with me and let me cover you with rime kisses. I’ll take you in my arms and congeal you with my permafrost embrace. Spend time out here with meToday
SerenadeI've the dread of love's recourse, Serenade of the condemned, Err your heart deny the source, But find such songs ne'er oft are stemmed.Serenade
Nature's beauty, Lover's wit, Masks time rarely hides from shame, May all men give flight far from it, To not but arms of guilt and blame.
True lover's quarrel exists not, But lie solely interred in dreams, Outward passion is but rot, The lover's heart repulsing seams.
If I could but share such pain, Mayhaps Leniency despair would show, But such a notion entertain, To be despaired when answered no.
SummerYou promised to visit in summer, And that you would never forget my name, But somehow the days have grown shorter, Without anyone here but me.Summer
May has skipped to December, And love has shifted to shame, Yet in someways it's just as I told you, No one ever comes for me.
GlassOnce we were, a pretty pair, I’d lay next to you, and twirl your hair, And listen to your steady heartbeat, As warm a sound as summer rain.Glass
Now we pass, And just like glass, I cannot hide the way I feel, And you look through me like I’m not even there.
I’ve fallen blind, I’ll never find, The heartbeat I once felt with you, And my whole world is quiet.
Summer rain, turned winter’s snow, Is pain that you could never know, Because my feelings, just like glass, Seemed invisible to you.
NocturneIn a frozen landscape, Love is found Wrapped in soft and smoky flesh. Black Shadows cross the quiet, frozen water As we speak of The Wilderness. Borne on yellow wings, The little Blue-Eyed Bird whispers in your ear Of Invisible Angels with glass bones. Night falls like a silver dagger Pinning down an indigo-winged butterfly, And suddenly, Angel and Animal are one and the same. Desire bleeds eternal, the eyes feed as much as the lips. Forbidden red wine, blazing translucent river flows forth Stream-like trickle, with power to melt men. On the wind is carried the sounNocturne
Mankind is a failed experiment
Isolated
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