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Letter IV
O’ My goal & cause; my sweet transpose. No matter how apart we seem, Forever till the end we’re close. & in each dispute, you remain my route. You stay, each day, my verse & prose. You stay, each day, my goal & cause; My sweet transpose. & what I trust, believe, or deem; A dream, you are within
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The Broken Locks
The broken locks that kept him from himself at bay. The frozen clocks; It told him that he went astray. Away from grace… A traceless trace To lead him down the dreary docks. Of what he can & can’t embrace. That man who’s made of mud, & clay, & fire & rain & peace & pain &
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Letter III
So tell me of all the cries, all the pains, all the skies, and the rains; All the “Hi’s”, All goodbyes, all the losses, & all the gains, Tell me Love,.. Quiet Love; Or let your eyes untie our chains. & tell me of all the hurries, of all delays, of all the worries, & all
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Letter II
Before my time, I found my essence. Before my time I found you, Before love chose to wake. O’ me, my essence, O’ my quintessence. I’ve searched severely around you. A worthwhile—such an ache. Before your time, a transient lands… a whimsical lands were my times. As barren & hollow as hell. O’ me my strand, O’
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Letter I
In my feebleness I found my life, I found my verve, I found my zeal. In my wounds, I am renewed, I’m bound, I’m cleansed, I soothe, I heal. In my grief, O vivid me, O merry me, such feelings so intense to feel. For thou art my Life in this death & if thou love me let me stay
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Come, Gentle Night
Inspired by an amazing piece of music “Come, Gentle Night” by Abel Korzeniowski from the album “Romeo & Juliet” released in 2003. Come, gentle night, come, O’ night so silky, O’ so blushing. Let morning be gone once and for all & never re-arrive. Enjoy this “Now” for “Now” is only now so
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Rain Princess
I am so ripped out of my ribs, So wiped out of my very presence, Drifted through thousand tidal rips, & though they can’t efface your essence, Perhaps, if once Eras collapse, Perhaps, I’ll see once more thy visage, Or, live an unending relapse, & lay beside my own heart’s wreckage, & lay beside…those wounds
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Let me speak
Let me speak to you, a profound talk, Let our souls just take a walk. Let us reach in words the sky. Let us share us, you and I. Never let the meanings die. Never let emotions sleep. Let me find no end to your spirit, No matter how I’ve got too deep. Let me
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Oblivion
Out of the sea the hymns of nostalgia were resonating as one Singing of a Love unto the garish skies. Out of the sea the hymns of nostalgia were resonating as one Thinking of all the wherefores and whys,
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The Holiday
It was a holiday. A journey, that stretched across the hues of the firmament & the ripples of the waves of the sea. It stretched and stretched that every space between these hues & these waves was as long as a lifetime.
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