I have loved you from the inception of my creation;
My longing shadow kisses your reflection.
I will love you always, is my solemn declaration.
In your sleep, I whisper to you loving words,
And long held utterances unheard.
An angel sleeps.
Dark waterfalls flow on pillows;
Polaris sheds tears of joy,
Like the bristling of leaves, when light breezes
Blow against the willows.
Blue silk drapes over the countenance of a goddess.
I behold you, under the glow of soft light flawless.
If I ever in any way hurt you,
With weeping, my soul repents,
In this life and the next.
Tag: Love
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Mothers grieve for their sons who receive no reprieve.
Their delicate eyes look upon the skies and ask clouds to wash away the pain;
Where he was slain the blood stains.
Without a just trial they are crucified;
The executioner smiles with malice in his eyes.
A mother runs barefoot to the scene with weeping,
And blurred eyes with tears streaming.
Look down from above, and see her kneeling and praying,
In his last seconds to comfort him, before he stops breathing,
And the precious life is gone from him.
His last tears streaming, as she holds onto him;
Her dress permeated with remnants of him.
The blood; the mud that he fell in.
The ghosts of the slain refuse to rest
Until they are recompensed,
For to live in constant anxiety
Is to live in the purgatory of agony.
Oh beautiful mothers of the slain,
We will venerate them and remember their names,
their pictures adorned with flowers;
You gave birth to them, but now they are all ours.
Even in death we hold them,
For they are all ours.
We will remember them from the morning,
Into the late hours;
Until there is no more mourning,
They dwell on the other side among the flowers,
In a great gathering where there are adults and children
On the banks of peaceful rivers. -
I come to you broken.
I come to you with severed wings
In agonizing pain unspoken;
I come to you lifeless
With eyes that have cried
Under red skies with with perpetual longing.
I come to you grounded,
With faint hopes of flying.
I come to you sorrowful;
The dust from the remnants
Of a broken vessel.
Look upon my countenance,
And see me in my wretched totality;
Take the full measure of me,
And gaze upon me lovingly.
I am broken, yet love overflows in me.
Let me sleep in your embrace;
Kiss me for an eternity,
And let me touch your face,
Caressing you gently.
In the warmth of your rapture,
Wrap me eternally.
From torment, lament, and pain take me;
Through loving eyes see me.
Rescue me;
Resurrect me under a bright star’s glory.
With your hair, dry my weeping eyes,
And with your healing love
Rewrite my story. -
That I would awake you at 4 am
Just to touch you and breathe again;
That I would hold you lovingly
And kiss you like the world was
sixty seconds from its end.
That I would revere you
Like a precious relic long preserved
And unblemished.
That I would whisper to you
Beautiful words from my heart
That are true and pure;
That I would look into your eyes
And tell you it is you that I adore.
That I would run my fingers through you hair
and marvel at the gorgeous creation that you are;
That I would inhale you in last breaths
And proclaim my undying love
Even in the throes of death.
That I would take a piece of you with me
Until we are again united in empyrean glory.
That archangels in the vast heavens
With golden pens in giant books,
Would write our story.
That I would never be afraid to
Tell you that I need you, and can’t live without you;
That I would tell you I love you,
And you say, I love you too.
That even the shadow of your contour against the wall
Would cause the earth to quake
And the skies to fall.
That I would bask in the healing light of your aura;
That your ethereal nature would be sensed
Even in your whispers. -
A small black butterfly crossed my path.
I stopped in front of her so she could pass.
On her journey, she came to rest at last,
On a lone willow tree that wept over tall grass,
By a mighty river with water that runs fast;
On the willow tree she moved her wings gracefully,
Like a seasoned ballerina whose performances are legendary.
From a distance, I admired her beauty,
Then she took off suddenly
And flew over the river beautifully.
Safe travels on your journey black beauty;
Butterfly, I hope you remember me.
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A kiss on the forehead with joyous tears …
I had carried you in my heart for so many years;
Reunited again, I kiss you with passion
And hold you with unquenchable longing —
The length and texture of your hair
Like eternal heavenly waters falling.
Sunlight falls on you gracefully,
Highlighting the radiance of your skin;
Intimate love letters flow through me in unbridled oratory;
You are a woman of simplicity
Yet exceptional in your beauty.
I had dreamt of you in a white veil
Standing next to me in luminous glory,
Words were exchanged and we kissed lovingly;
Satin white gloves touched my face.
Satin white gloves gently touched my face,
And eternally I was enraptured in your embrace.
I vowed to you with tears streaming from my face
And after, kissed you and held you
In flowing dress bordered with angelic lace.
In a white veil and flowing dress bordered
With angelic lace you looked at me,
And looking back, I saw an angelic face
And said,I promise to love you
Until the end of my days;I promise to love you
Until the end of my days;
I promise to always love you
Until the end of my days. -
If you should fade away from me,
Let me hold on to the remnants of you
With tears of longing, weeping, for what could have been
In-between sorrowful singing, appealing to the heavens to hear my cry;Kiss me one last time lest I die without remembrance of your eyes
And the softness of your skin against mine.
To have tasted of your love,
Is to have touched heaven seven times;If you should leave, I will weep three days without ceasing,
Then on the fourth day resign myself
To the stark truth that there is
No life without the aura of your being.The intimacy of our union I will recall vividly in my memory
And indulge in pleasure endlessly;
Seeing the subtle and sensual movements of your body,
Without inhibition, kissing you wildly and lovingly.If you must go my love,
If you must ever leave me for any reason at all
Before you walk away, take a piece of me,
And store me away from all your other memories separately;That I may live within you and kiss you occasionally,
To remind your heart that you still carry me;
I love you; I love you fervently.
Never leave; stay with me. -
Every time you cry
On the inside I die
Smile for me now
And bring me back to life
Lest I perish without
The last memory
Of your laughter
And intimate passion
With tender kisses
The morning after
Silks of ultramarine blue
Against soft skin
Complement your hue
Your loving eyes speak to me
And again and again
I give my heart willingly
Your touch alone
Eases my anxiety
Even if I’m far away
I am home when you speak to me
My love I am home when you speak to me
Even with my many faults
You love me fearlessly
I love you perpetually
Everyday adoring your beauty
We commune in sweet harmony
And in my arms you
sleep peacefully
In my arms an angel
sleeps peacefully -
Venomous words linger even the morning after,
And when even is come, more tears run—
Angered silence constricts the tongue, and words are hardly spoken;
Though remnants of love remain, it could never be the same —
For the heart weeps, and the spirit is broken. -
Your movements were fluid.
Looking into your eyes I cried,
And you wiped away my tears and kissed me.
The touch of you moved my soul gracefully;
See me now in my weeping
As I kneel besides you sleeping,
Your memory infused in me
And a part of my being;
Rest my love, until the coming
Of that glorious dawning,
When we are again reunited in the heavens.
It was you — it was always you;
Side by side I would have died with you,
Holding hands and in my last breaths
Reaffirming my endless love,
Leaving behind the relics of us;
Kiss me one more time —
Even in death let me feel your lips against mine,
Before the warmth of your body leaves you
And I am rendered listless,
Left to stumble around in the wilderness
Of the harshest winters.
Lost without you, I am so lost without you.
For a time, life had yielded sweetness,
But now I taste of its bitterness,
And my aura slowly withers —
What can I render to you now that you are gone?
A thousand roses laid gently
Around your headstone?
I must consort with the angels
To make inquires of your soul
And to send you a message of love and of longing;
Oh but for the day of that glorious dawning!
Until then I will carry you in my heart
Through rivers and streams,
In deep valleys and dreams, you are with me.
Winter again approaches;
I will warm us by a fire
And sing songs of our love together;
I will commune with you
And take you under the twilight
In your white dress — your hair pulled back,
Your neck adorned with a beautiful gold necklace,
The winds blowing through your dark long curls
That flow in length like graceful waterfalls;
We will dance and after rededicate our vows.
You belong to me and I belong to you.
Do you take this woman to have
And to hold, for richer for poorer,
In sickness and in health,
To love and to cherish in life and in death?
I do. Eternally, through deep waters
And through fire,
Through the hottest summers,
And through the coldest winters,
You remain my only desire;
Now kiss me as I adorn you
With a new ring, you are more beautiful
Than a blue diamond sparkling.
Whisper to me when I am lonely —
Of you I will write beautiful poetry
And remember the first day I beheld you in glory;
It was in the sixth month that you came to me,
And by the the twelfth we were in love
Together forever inseparably.
