My Eve….though in the past I was pursuing musings I thought would fill my need. Conceived by notions that all I had to do was sleep. Yes, beside a body not of my own, though the warmth touches my soul. Sensing the senses mentioning I feel this person is my own. But there they go. Rejections met with objections from those turning away as clung to attention. Returning to cold heart, shattered and bruised as I faced my imperfection. Where am I to go? Hearing poets speak with ease how another is home. Hearing players take shots and pass balls, in mention of the game, I guess I didnt properly play, so I became cheated on. Funny, how I would see them pick up and I trail her, though they let go. So I began to wonder, was the problem me….me…the man who spoke eloquent words and rumored to have a count that doubled palms? Not realizing that I became an image that I could no longer recognize. Skies shifting and my narcissism became revealing, yelling out, surprise, we’re victims. But no, wait….love…yes, no, no, yes, respect? Trust? Time? Change? Balance? Chasing after an idea with no clear direction until love was truly found. Did I stop and become consumed? Sounds escaping my lips trying to form words with a heart that skips. Beginning to see the focus, I turned to promises of today and tomorrow remaining its own. Running the race in wait, seeing you slip past me in haste, I pursue you to walk hand in hand. Forgive me for not catching up to you before. But my dear, you are worth the wait. See me as a man, filled with flaws and love, Rooted in the rock, let us grow.
Light breaks, Beyond sound’s crashing waves.
Turning with form, tides burned.
Shells laying burried beneath currents.
Howling winds brushing hollow spaces.
Breath escaping, touching once calm reflections.
Ripples distorting images once in focus.
Gaze is drawn away by shots striking thunderous applause in distances.
Thoughts drafted in service to defend reasons of being in existence.
Dials moving in direction to precede in guidance to nights.
Marches made with just rights to press on to fight.
Marked by piercing, betrayed cries are heard near.
Wounds and scars bandaged over tears.
Walls grasped in despair by monsters of familiar faces.
Though now is seen at ends, beating pressure, the war of hearts.
Swaying doors bringing the genesis of a smile never forgotten. Embraced by welcoming arms not sought yet returned. Voices shared to create a song beyond time. Ever passing days of laughter and knowledge of one another, through messages delivered by hearts. An exodus towards a union never imagined in space or time. Snapping moments to draw collections of time once paired. Never forgotten…how can it be…such embrace…now just a memory. Stars speaking as if it was Destiny but now just a legend. What once was, is not. Such is the tale of lovers consumed by the sun and left alone now…in the dark.
Can such eyes keep me in infinite mystery?
Smile sending ripples upon my surface.
Guided by hope, I embark on a new journey.
Give me no eternal slumber by barren promises.
My wings stripped to bring me to Earth.
Grounded feet in memories drowned by feelings.
Let my heart lead me to melting suns in space to orbit.
But know I wait…
in pursuit til my future’s embrace…
I look upon you…
yet I do not…
know me now as I am…
Blackest soul, darkest tone. Riding the river styx, paying the token to charon. Broken, unspoken promises soaking in oceans. Moments revealing potent omens. Interwoven frozen heart with focus choking. Hoping to transcend beyond ends. Escaping sentences of prisons. Prisms in metrical means to measure rulers. Ruling to G-O, monopolies in policies. atrocities construed to breed hostilities in futures. Sooner is marked in treason with reason. Apart, not a part of the world, restoring pieces. Speak to me…Jesus. Give me hope amongst such times. Radiance amongst stars, eternal sign. Let the light shine, I’m yours…bring me close…
I feel at times as if I’m not worthy or I don’t deserve your words…I am completely open to you without any secrets. Ask me and I shall speak from such a heart that has been restored. What charge can be made for what I feel for you? You tell me I am the fire but you my dear are like the rising Phoenix. In a time where I thought love was lost, the ashes of my trials burned once again by your embrace. I see your past and fault and my body shakes because I wish not to be the cause of any pain. You are a queen and rightfully so I treat you as one. O how men have swayed and not revealed what is love but my dear, lest you be caught in your own quarrels, find me look back and reflect your beauty. How long has time kept me from feeling such warm embrace? My Father welcoming me to communicate what I know to be true. You are indeed a treasure and I shall venture the seven seas though sins-badly trying to take hold. Forgive me for any steps I let you take upon improper ventures. I want to walk beside you till my Father returns me beside his presence. My love, I care not for empty promises but hear my oath of absolute certainty, my heart is warmed not only by the love of the Spirit but as well your own. And though I do not need you…I want you…call me selfish or blinded…but with faith I cry…I love you with all my soul…
I would sit as if I was seeing a play.
Letting memories reveal the scenes with actors reciting lines of times that have passed.
Visions spun in movement of what you believe tomorrow shall hold.
Let me see your naked heart.
Visible and clear, pumping in rhythm to beats of melodies I find soothing.
Echoing the thoughts of what I considered hollow halls of people buried temples long forgotten.
Yet I could hear the church bells ring and come to service by your words and soul.
Show me your heart and I shall show you my own.
From an empty casket to the one on the throne bringing me to sit in wonder of your own.
Let me see the plans and foundations.
And see why I call you home.