06/01/08
Illuminate this breathless accusation
That upon a dias dwells
Vexatious consolation to being
Smeared with lust for everything
Breath so sublime it burns
Tantalising auspicious veins
Warped with torturous incandescence
Of need a bottomless pit
Simmering in strength gone weak.
Eyes see all and weep
To have made such empty beauty
And have none reach forward
A span away from chaos
Touch that never was and yet is
The gentle breeze of a Summer night
Serene wings brush aside
Webs of all sublime flowers
The stamp rings true
Dashing nothings move here
When all is quiet
Coming to wrench the common
Ubiquitous gongs abound
A headache of unknown origin
In a place of all that is known
Rivers pounding stone to dust
That blows away in the sun
Dawn of a new day
A cradle rocking gently
To recall all to the beginning
Purer than the soul of a baby
Of gentle Does grazing about
Pleasure most divine
Transcending all known space
To settle in one being's essence
To obliterate all sense
To be all there is and more
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Love Poems
PuisiAll about love. Doing a small, loving thing with beautiful panache can be...as romantic as committing a heroic deed... Thomas Kinkade Life is meant to be lived- That's the essence of the romantic creed. Thomas Kinkade
