pray for the wisdom, for the strength to view the truth, now what's here before your eyes and really is ultimately sheer proof, an enlightening of visions within the soul, reflected in our orbs' mirrors, feel the heartbeats within me, wouldn't you, didn't you know? understanding that we all have tales, winding, rivers of secrecy and shires to explore? but these to no avail. [...]
Open up your heart, the chambers accentuate the echoing of you, as a work of art. Feel the rhythm, feel the pulse, from your head down to your tips of toes, meanwhile, strands of wisdom intertwine with visions of welcoming loving times recollected by a mind full of experiences, weaving like thoughtful caressing vines.
a tremulous tribute disarming intimacy so comfortable to let him in conversations about everything emotional closeness no need for physicality feel the heartbeats through our laughter ponder-patter irreverent chatter knowing that to him, my voice does matter. accepting our trysts of personal powers so far yet so close feel our united pulse warbling and smiling with ease the past doesn’t determine we playfully tease building a stronger bond through wonderful rapport knowing should I falter he’ll help me seize again these oars.
truest nature of the soul will shine unto the light, creating carriers, pathways away from darkness into the night, echoing, reverberations of goodness 'neath nestled shrouded warmth, armfuls of wonder, hearts joined in circumstance, yours, mine, forever healed, mine and yours. compassion opens sleepy eyes, careful mouthy yawns. what awaits us this present early morn? what will take us away from dawn?
Be not bitter nor jaded but grateful, sublime is this life we are living if we don’t allow precious time to pass by, unrecognised unwanted, ambiguous truths be told, live a metamorphosis while your inner beauty becomes, be brave, take the reins, be bold.
I sit with eyes upon the fire Incandescent Glowering hour Revealing to me Curls and flickers Reminds me of your internal power.