Behold these beautiful words of love,
That stimulate the senses,
Tantalize the heart,
And move the soul to love and be loved.
So I write these words for you,
My Life, My Love, and My Future,
As you have captured my spirit
In a loving embrace of emotions.
In a perfect world; we could be lovers already,
Ah, but this is not a perfec…
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The Endless Time
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Thoughts fromt the mad hatter
Fellow readers this is not the beginning. We have not just began this tale of woe. This tale of the greatest epic in existance. The stars didn't light themselves just on this mornings dawn. We have not sprung into existance when the today's glorious dawn touched your brow. We have lived here before. In the realms of the Gods dieties have lived before, and before that the Akash and the Nothing. Be …
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These things I learn...
What is it that makes a man? Here is the question that travels across my mind's field on this one particular night, and I believe my thoughts have derived an answer to such a pondered question to suit the moment. I raise a toast to my thoughts in such a congratulation for a job they have done well no matter what the cost of my own suffering, and the confession to the reflections of myself is that …
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Your touch screams through my viens sending electricity through my senses. Each time our skins collide a new world of extacy is born in the realms that create my mind. The smell of you holds me in a grasp greater than the strongest bars of any prison. I am a prisoner to your every welm. Your desires are my life's goals. I reach out and run my hands through your hair; feeling its texture and knowin…
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Love is...
Love is a beast. I have seen it take the strongest person and bash them brutally against the currents of time till everything they were in existence was extinct.
Love is a mother. I have known to hold the essential powers strong enough to take the weakest person and bring them back to glory. Love is bitch. Even if held by the hands of the wisest person it has no conscience and holds … |
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The lonely side of Karma's hand...
Its not a deathwish that I hold,
but an unwanting to continue living alone. I run through life looking for a light, that lived once in my intertwined heart so bright. He came to me down in the vally of the lost, and he lent me hius hand ignoring the cost. His crusade that of the damned from the start, for it was among the lost that I was marked. Slow… |
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My heart beats a broken song...
I awaken with thoughts of you lost in my head,
and it's with this sharp misery I get out of bed. The night before had found me alone and so dreary, and the dreams that followed only left me still weary. There was once a day that I declared myself a warrior, but lost hurts have crept deeply behind a inner barrier. I have past conquered and survived so manny of a … |
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Looking him in the face...
Our eyes meet, and I come upon, perhaps, the first true observation of my life. Victory is not in the broad strokes of generations of countries, but in the minisculities. Disease does not wipe the world of the unclean instataniously, but with one immune system at a time. I look him in the eyes, that old devil, and see that this is a being that understood such a principle since the beggening of tim…
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Everything to me
I was as in a slumber, kicking out in the dreamscapes of my mind. You awakened me. You sent electric waves through me giving birth to the colorful impulses throughout my brain. Oh how beautiful you were, what beauty you still have, it is so, so bright. Burning away first the milky-gray cataracts and then continuing on to my sight. Your light shines, as you no not to turn off. Oh so bright, a star …
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Fantasy
The Best Thing About Any Fantasy Is The Idea That It Will Come True, But The Greatest Thing About Any Fantasy, Is When It Does!
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