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Waves of fortune run down my cheeks
In turn from miserable tears of negligence.
Shadowy deluges purge from my pores
Replaced with the stars of your oceanic night.
Dismal clouds escape from the horizon
As you set my sun on its course into the sky,
Heating the beings on the planet we call home;
Fueling the desire for pleasurable outcomes.
Incognito: while you may not know it
My heart beats with the rhythm of ecstasy.
While my mind silences my every word,
My actions shout my every intention.
More and more my mind makes its move;
Troubled… Tired… Trying to catch a breath.
For so long have I been a wanderer of love;
For so long have I been a searcher of that someone to hold.
Brought down from that sky up high
Set within my gracious grasp you seem to be…
Yet… You are so far away.
Anticipation gnaws at me while I wait for the moment.
Time ticks at the tide and still the sun sets,
As does my heart hold on for the hearth of your hype.
The zeal of your fruit has such a sweet, sweet taste,
That only the ones of chastity should consume.
Protection: my will can be the armor for your body;
It can reflect bullets of torturous negativity.
My spirit will flow towards the truth;
Claiming what will come to me;
My mind will sprout from the earth,
Growing a tree of fashionable worship.
Out of the ashes my fire will rise.
Extinguish if you must but first heed my call:
Echoes of my words will pronounce in your slumber,
But fear me not and instead embrace my invitation.
Mutual communion: I want us to be.
I will prepare for the day in cases of fine and dire.
©2005-2009 *LordAzrael85
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This holds true as one of my favorite and most naturally written poems.

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:iconrezuri:
Awesome poem, man!

You're such a tortured soul ;)

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Art has to be ugly before it can be anything else
:iconmeeden:
this one reaches out and with each line draws one deeper within the individual emotions of each word as if they form a longing to be closer.
simply wonderful! :butterfly:

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