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I wrote this poem beyond myself & discovered later a deeper meaning of love hidden within. |
| Embrace... Time has changed your simple face. And as I seclude my illusive name, (not wanting to pretend in seductive games,) I can predict that soon, The sparkle of love's silver moon, Will fade to shine this comming June. I twirl round, And stop unfound, Resuming rain renoun. Freedom never felt so near, My skin unscathed, almost sheer, But ironically I fear not. Cosmic tears can't be caught. An earthquake rattles, Ending insignificant battles, And as I endure fate, Quietly to my self I levitate, Rocking as the plastic earth rotates. And I too turn, Continuing to burn, Among contradicting faults, That sign and design life with God's holy salts. And I will fade... My soul will jade... Silently turning bluish-gray... Yet only towards you as I begin again, And leave your youth, and part the end. |