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Dance
Dance, & let all the stars envy the nights within you prance, Outgo the forces of distance & time & chance! Incise my skies, Chastise me but Despise despair, Unweave the eves of cleft beliefs, of hollow prayers… Still all the demons that may seal the moon within. Steal every place & space you’ll leave
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Letter XXIII
Teach me, Perhaps my meanings are meaningless. perhaps my feelings are feelingless. & perhaps my soul is incomplete. Yet surely, there does exist Lessons, my mind can never resist nor my heart can ever conceive. May it be of a joy so bleak or a suffering—sweet. May it be of an endless cheer or fear or
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When You Pray
When you pray, Remember to pray for the fallen. Those who were swept away by the turmoil of existence. Those who lost the charm of the most fundamental of all questions & the beauty behind every reason to answer each. Those who lost the cause & the journey. Those who lost the meaning & the
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Letter XXII
Our fate is but our choice. That makes us none but gods. Our Love is but a voice. That makes us none but God’s. —A voice of mutual belonging of wonders, thriving, thronging in the hearts of each of us. Of all the world, just us whose choices make us yearn, & with every tide
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Letter XXI
O’ Tell me of the dream, & whisper at my feet. I am a thousand stream at which your sighs repeat. & like a million wave, in thine heart, I’m a rave; Speaking of Love, that wins at his defeat. O’ Tell me of the glory, the times you’re struck by fear. & tell of that
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Letter XX
Ourselves are but a mirror divine where all the precious eminence dwell. So such our union; I & thine; Of Love, no man can ever tell. Of ancient songs & prayers of penitence, Of childish haste or stoical reticence, Of our creation & our salvation, Of our origin & destination, Of all the good & all
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Letter XIX
Of all necessities should I find you lest I be the Man I need not be. Of all the Life’s, ours is the best. As may we meet, thee & me. So I find you must, my faith & trust, through waves & raves & quakes & gust, through mist & mirk & haze &
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Letter XVIII
Into our arms, no hurts no harms Yet, Love, no brokenness can efface. Into our arms, I win & lose, & needed there, no chants no charms. I savor tastes as we embrace; Tastes in my soul as Love suffuse. Into our arms, a divine dose of Love into a world morose of identity in a nihilist
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Letter XVII
Beyond the single strokes of Fate, with shrill & garish myriad causes, & reasons not known back to Man; I chant the hymn of your Love as I wait. & between the silences—the pauses, I pray to love you much as I can. & in my wait, I journey on, Accompanied—I, though I’m alone, In
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Letter XVI
Come closer; As our moments, we highlight. Come closer; Let us stargaze through the night. Let us find us, Let us let our past behind us. & with each other’s open arms, Let us embrace the dusky charms stretching across our sight… Come closer; For my Love is hidden in nature Into the grass & the skies,
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