Fire and ice running down my spine
deafening static crackles behind my eyes
atmosphere smokes Cinnamon& chili spice
love of two in luminous elegant hold
your touch and kiss mark me your soul
love amphibiously
never let go
Sun sealed moments
of a soft burst fire
heart turn flow run to ancient gold
in sand drip ocean orbit of time
rapture of brightest darkness
reside two parts of a whole
whispers could no longer hold
egoless state of being
a touch of God's bearing
a frame of eternity in competency
Your eyes burn within me
fuel transits of time and space
maybe one of the first
maybe the last
kiss
till our stone cold tears fall
behold and soar in sweetest bliss
love again as the beginning
love again till the end
In this bewilderment
no division nor hatred
one and all more than the fragility
of all mortal existence in time
our endless soul journeys
Devour not by lord of mortal sins
cast all your spells
banish me in all your realms
no more fear nor any enchantments
bind me not to shapes that cannot be set free
truth within a sovereign kiss
seen and sealed with my lips
through and through in delusive dreams
yet I will not leave without your awakening
love is impaired without your blessed being
no matter how deep this origin within
we stand in parallel existences
maybe a spec of dust in space
a moment in grandeur
all that can be fractured
made real in minds wish no life to be
hands to caress such invisible grace
or trigger to destruct, cause pain
all granted with immensity
Set me light in single glance of purity
behold faithfully I am
your bureau of sweet surrendering
a dying phoenix of flame lit divinity
sacredly unit deep within cosmic river
play immortality in a demon's godly hour
this intrinsic soul is one with you at will
~ Welcome ~
Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
A demon's Godly hour / Fire and Ice
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