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I’ll lead you to the pool
Undress you for your somber dive
Bid you prayers and warnings
Love on my breath, our lips
And you dip beneath the stillness
I think the reason so many lovers get married on the beach
Is because it’s the one place
The only public place
Where marriage is all around you,
Where the ocean marries the shore
she left me in a meadow
and as i could not stand the silence
i ran
past the ancient groves
the secret place of lovers past
but as i was not welcome there
i ran more quickly past
Remorse of the Reavers
Crestfallen feathers and Spindlewood smoke
exhaust from the clashing Colossals asunder
The wail of the bairn crosses plains unforeseen
towards her cove where the she-beast lay broken
The water roars and the earth shakes,
The wind blows harsh and the thunder crackles across the sky.
The water roars and the earth shakes,
The wind blows harsh and the thunder crackles across the sky.
this Sewn Alchemy...
seven gods in liquid hiding, this in sureness on in spending this sure hour,
The Dragons, they soaredAbove Mountains, through cloudsEach guarded a hoardClaws sharp, and teeth baredThey’d fight to the deathProtecting what they treasured most
Long and narrow
Razor sharp
Dark and brooding
Elegant
Light and ductile
Mesmerizing
Loving, warring
Blood ‘twas spilling
Love forbidden
Emotions revealing
Sepia
With water stains
Yellowed paper
Tied with thin string
Black and white
Photographs
Taken years ago
Smiles and stern
Dispositions
Peer out
From a window
I have a confession.
There is a someone,
A special someone,
A someone who warms my smile,
There was once a young, restless hero of Rome,
Who wandered the lands, searching for a home.
This he did until he dreamed,
(“A great sign from the gods,” he deemed);
That he would journey to find Delphi,
