Take my hand
Come inside of me
Share my world
My life…
My dreams…
My ecstasies…
Gaze at the stars
Revel in the luminance of the moon
Fly on wings, fairy light and whimsical
Come…dance with me…
Let your heart be light
Your soul unchained and free
Discard the fetters of darkness past
Scoff at the shackles, broken now, that once held thee
Let the light come through
Sweet, sweet light
Yours now, at long last
Feel it here a song for you
Whispering a dull roar
A muted sound, a promise this
Hear it now
Heed the lore for it is old
Tap the world at our feet
Hush, no more now…
Come!
Dance with me…
I'm falling and there's nothing to stop my descent
I'm afraid and there's no one to comfort away my fears
I am alone and that is an empty, echoing feeling...
I hear the ghosts of pains long past whispering delusion in my head
I can't turn it off, turn aside, or go around
Feet to the fire, I must stand this ground
Ride the violent tempest as it takes me unfamiliar lands
I feel my control slipping
I'm losing this battle
As wars are raged on the stages of my mind
Thundering hooves of warrior-ridden destroyers come to take away my sanity
And commit me forever to the dead land asylum
I feel the walls of this vacuous place close in on me like ravening teeth
And I wail at fate and destiny for bringing me here
Should I fight or just give in?
I feel the second wager of this battle beginning...
Loves call a haunting melody
Like the crash of the sea against her lover, the shore
Caressing the edges softly
Whispering in my blood
The sultry beat of it, that used to be booming thuds
Subtle now this song and dance, my savior in an ideal world
Lover's twist of fate
A touch of madness
The cacophony of mayhem...
On a day like this
When everything's in harmony
When the coming together has jigsawed into place.
On a day like this when my heart beats a steady tattoo
When my energies are attuned, honed, and sanctified...
When expectations, anticipations, and contemplations
are on the rise...
I feel I could go on forever.
On a day like this when the wind blows glacially o'er the land
When the mountains rise in majestic profile
When the sun is muted by the moons bright pride
and the air is crisp with the snap of winters icy smile
I feel frozen in time, captured like a photograph
in black and white stark against the background...
I feel I could go on forever.
On a day like this when my Lady Muse is whispering
seducing words in my ear, cajoling pen to paper
To encapsulate the depiction, set it down right.
I feel her smile, oh so sweetly urging the creation
I feel I could go on forever...
The wind played a sonata with her hair
Cresting in waves about the curve of her shoulders
The glint of a setting sun turning her skin burnished gold
Hands on the wheel, max on the throttle
We ride…
The crash of the waves against a landscape jagged
The dull roar of the ocean ragged
Music pumping on the stereo
The silk of her suit flirtatious and bold
Flying along hairpin highway curves
We ride…
The tap of her hands in tune to the beat
A soft smile on her face, she’s feeling great
The movement of her head as she bobs and weaves
Then she laughs, taken over by the groove
Head thrown back she gives me a sexy smile
I catch the glint of smoldering fire in her eyes
Oh she’s looking’ fine
Into the sunset, my lady and I
We ride…
In the dead of a cold night, in a house of quiet stillness
With the background of a song echoing hauntingly
I call out your name; the merest whisper, filled with aching melody
After the witching hour
When lucid dreaming has awakened me
And I m standing still, looking out a window framing a tar black night
As the vestiges of a falling star fades in brilliance
I see you looking in and I call out your name
I call out your name in the whisper of a voice filled with wondering
My senses are heightened, in a state never before
Listening closely, I hear the pad of stealthy feet
The chilling howl of the lone wolf, and the warbling hoot of the owl
I feel the eyes of the fox, keen in the shadows
And the bray of a birth protector; the proud and noble elk
I feel the playful slap of a dolphin s fin, soft and wet against my cheek
Hear the skitter of a squirrels feet, gathering nuts in cheeks already full
Across divides its come unmarred ; the astral projection of a penguin afar;
I see the raven, dark and brooding, flapping against unseen wind
I stare out the window at this marvel, like a rip in dimensions
After the witching hour, in the dead of a wintry night
I hear your smile, stretching across expansions wide
And I call out your name, the merest whisper, an enlightened melody.
Fog lay heavy as you kissed me slow
The moon shone too bright for my eyes
The after hues of indigo blue…
The sound of a tide gone by…
Your whispers on my skin
Your fingers a symphony
The look in your eyes steeped in myth, legends and mystery
Try as I might I couldn’t take my gaze from yours as it held me captured
The undertow of your blood singing
And my heart keeping time with an erratic tempo…
What you do to me is unfathomable for this world
As we soar to heights formerly of the unknown
Introduce me to your darkness
Drench me with your enlightenment
Share with me your tales
Of love gone wrong, of love gone awry
Of what brought you here…of what made you mine
Share with me your tales of night
Of your fighting the sluggish plight…
Share with me what put that mysterious light in your eyes
On a wind your voice comes
On a mist your tones thrum, dulcet slow
On a barely discernible laugh
You carry me on this ride
Into the unknown, oh how I welcome it
Take me now, take me slow…
Take me to places I’ve only dreamed I’d go
Lady of the Night, with the scent of Persephone on your energy
The smell of something wild, something lethal just unleashed…comes to me now
I inhale deeply, drowning my lungs
The feral growl on your lips
The nips of your sharp teeth
As I fade I hear a little voice say
Yes, take me now. Into the mists…
Time rolls across her face like ancient railroad tracks
Lips sagging at the sides like old mattress springs
But still she smiles...
She hobbles on legs too small to hold up her socks
And her knees creak with each small step
But still she smiles...
Afflicted with cataract in both her eyes and arthritis in all her joints
A crooked one she is, and slow is her gait
But still she smiles...
Her hair is only a memory
And the blush of the rose long gone from her cheeks
But still she smiles...
Her clothes are but scraps held together by a determined stitch
She owns no material things, not even the wall of a knothole shack to lean a weary hip
Her family is scattered on the four winds just ashes
And the seed from her womb long dead, long buried
She’s walked alone with these shadows and ghosts
But still...she smiles for she's had a full life
Of laughter and love and wondrous light
Her memories keep her warm where her clothes do not
And her face, a wealth of wrinkles and scars, is lit by the golden thoughts that dwell within
These precious things are why, still, she smiles...
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