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Reborn
I
reach into the echoes of my reflections to behold you
Shouting into the whispers of my pain, the mirror intertwines with her tears
As I
bathe mournfully in midnight sorrow… missing you
Her
heart beats in rhythm to the questions from my mind
Memories resurrected dance to my heart’s sweet serenade, vivid though faded
We
hold hands with the images of her silhouette
Cloaked in the tranquility of our reminiscent heaven
Murmurs of hellsong softly reveal truth
That
wading in the wishing wells of yesterday cannot retract destiny’s youth
Applying the ageless ointment of time, wounds and hope embrace
Breathing faithful solace into a heart infinitely displaced by love
Crimson stained, peace begins to flow haltingly on a new course
Renewed are my visions as I partition away that which ails me and move forth
Reborn, I transcend her virginity and find my voice
- written by Lyric
& Colette
Loving Me
Poetically
The
moment I walked into the room
The intoxicating
nature of your spiritual energy engulfed me
Like a mighty eagle
swooping down from the heavens to claim it’s prey
Transforming me into
nourishment for the soul
A phenomenon of
extraordinary measure
In it’s most radiant and
uninhibited form
Destined from the very
beginning
The day my spirit
greeted the womb of birth
Before my first breath
rendered on this earth
Before Adam and Eve
hid behind fig leaves
Before the formation
of the mountains and seas
Before God created man
in the image of he
For you complement the
definition of me
Your aura dances in
the midst of my fantasies
Replenishing the
canvas of my soul with
Vibrant colorful
silhouettes of empathy
Washing away all my
afflictions
Powerful verbal
passages inscribed
Possessing the
infinite authority to save lives
Catering to the source
of my iniquities
That until now
consumed me
My ears ponder the
message displayed
As my soul cries out
in ecstasy
In response to max
capacity of you
Yearning for freedom
through lyrical release
To which you provide
with the greatest of ease
Then suddenly, your
words are no more
And I am
left with but a memory
Of this man, a soul’s
mate, a warrior, a king
Who in the essence of
expressing his testimony
Made perfect love to me… poetically
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