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... An age gone tired I live again today, Yesterday the time passed sour, vile and mean zapping life to death near. Not just of this time that many times met. Where chill of cold sweet drips off the nose. Skin soaked and dripping on the bed where I lay. Wanting so much to just lay still and okay. But not moments pass before I am foced heaving again. But bile, then heave nothing, but forced to get out what's not there. Parading hand in hand with a head ache that calls tears. My manhood weeps in the miserable pain. Like a boy not tout to stand up to that rage. Then turning once again because a few moments had passed Face in the pail to heave nothing again, In thought of why, will this life now end? As I cry out to God, please help me again, Hearing nothing but the approach of my death; ending then. |
... The cool Atlantic water caressed her beautiful feet. Kicking water, splashing, soaking, her spirit looked complete. Along the beach alone in wonder walking so. She was chilled breasts confirmed the cold. I 'll give jewelry, and money, all richness too, When warmth in the moment, shows love true. That time when splashing the ocean brings cool relief. In your thoughts the water cleanses each soul complete. The water recedes from the sandy shore. As she walks leaving her prints there etched so sure. Each footprint more lovely than the last, The sun frames her body with a glow of class. I'll conquer any who dare taunt, or bring dispare. Anyone ranks up to nothing, next to you there. |
... Ephesians 2:19 Now therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints, and of the household of God. |
... Longed for touch, The mist of morning dew Beads of moist droplets Drips clear a bond uniting Earth scent refreshing, Renewed warmth met true. Dawns breath a damp passage. Light trickled beams Touch the forest's floor. Rustling branch limbs blow; Wished will once more. Canopy of branches filtered light, The shine dims yet rich life soothes. |
... To Late I sit sad as these seconds go by, A lost, and so selfish man I've been. Yesterdays call did not hear me at all, I just want to live, but to late to give. Regret is a word mine since a boy. Lost in a stagnant uncaring time, The sun is cold, light feuls the dark. Longed for love pumps sadness unsought. A dark cavern corner those I hurt rule over. Gut ripping this harsh sting that's mine. Life straining seconds, not giving love time. Not giving self, not giving mine. These seconds passing amounting sum a stretch, Begging those I hurt will know this sad verse. |
... The wasteland of love gone dry of tears fallen, and wrathful sun's blaze, Divine truth waged with passion, for the one to live for, to live with. |
... A beautiful form, with the breath of life In an ageless embrace, practiced forth right. The hearts touching fondness, love runs galore Hearing whispers of kindness, passion come forth. Smiles of attraction, of love, and of fear... |
... What is it when I can't sleep, Can't go without you in thought Heart beats like it will explode when you come into sight. I cant banish you from mind, my heart sought. |