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Your are a vision a dream

and I have loved you

before our paths had crossed

you were to me an idea

a whisper from the angels

you materialized to me that day

straight from my dream, out of my soul



With eyes darker than night

diamond studded in excess

adorned with all your stars

and an elusive light that shines behind

like the moon reflecting solar shine

illuminating dark regions in my soul

guiding my heart through foreign plains



Your aromatic mouth is so in

sight, scent, and sound

which swim through

the empty halls of my soul

a voice that resides

in the cavern of my mind

and both sooths and comforts

my war torn heart



In you it seems that my dream

were wrapped in satin

and scented with jasmines

I long to envelope myself in it

make my home on your skin.

...Run your fingers across my face

feel you caress my weathered skin



Your figure slender and ample

perfectly proportioned by God

curving here and there...

my hands could glide them

travel the hills of your body

to the North, and through your southern Valley

You are softly spoken perfection..



You are still so distant to me

though you stand near me

an ocean of Realities divides us

...Unreal in sight....

I cannot comprehend it

even now you remain to me

A dream, and my Illusion.

Any moment without You

would make of me a planet

that has known an eternity

of light and is now

experiencing its first eclipse

and is left in the cold solitude

of the night

I am a Fool,

but to know

I merely play the fool

dost that not make me

the less so...

When so many men

profess to know the truth

and only speak in half tongues

dost that not make them fools

and I the wiser...

If Beauty be delight

I was meant to know

Delight

and Play on her Body

recalling childhood days

spent at play on the grounds

let me spread across you

like the dewy mist

draped on so many flowers

in the Morn

The Sky is bruised

like swollen eyes

and the promise

of teary fall,

so salty like sea-spray

eroding the decadence

befallen this empty soul

but after thunders roar

like the mournful wailing

of a wolfs howl

the clouds begin to fade

and now resemble

waves crashing on the mountains

as those that corrode the beach

and leave nothing there

to be known

How am i to escape You

when everything in this world

carries Your taste

and makes of life the sweeter to live

how am i to breath

when the air carries Your scent

and how am i to look toward

the rising sun

when it draws memories of Your smile

where shall i run to...

Your eyes have me

utterly trapped

Why does the bird seek

the comforts of the tree

the shade that comforts

the most heated of souls

the roots that show that

she is who she knows



Why does the bird seek

the comforts of the tree

with her strands of branches

that invite me to play

and limbs that can shake

my troubles away



Why does the bird seek

the comforts of the tree

the bird cares for the tree

the tree cares for the bird

this is what should be felt between you and me