With hand in hand walking in the rain
With some pain but a truly beautiful gain
As we painted the town red stain
This love will be sustain for all to see
We all call love!!!
This song of the morning dove
A blessing from above
All in her eyes is love
For eternity and ever more
A eunuch stands at the hallow grounds. Singing into the hollow tree trunk. Singing of lovers lost and a life once watched.
Standing in awe of the mist as the night revives to the fog as the dawn rolls into the hallow ground. Rolling in like the tide curling over the sands of time
White over green
And weeds wrapping around the sphere of water like a bag in the wind
Still the eunuch can’t find the answers to the song that he sings
Or what the morning starts to bring
Minds criss cross in a single wrinkle in time
Spirits roam in wandering towards the light
Lingering and labouring through the walls into the sands of time
White on grey
Swinging through the breeze less hallways and corridors
The afternoon is when they take their tea
Looking as the waves curl onto the sands of time from the grasping sea
Now all will be
And the sands of time will never cease to show what needs to be seen
With the wine sitting on the table. Dancing with the flames of the 4 candles that are lit, all in celebration and memories of 4 years spent in an embrace of each other. Dancing through the grape vines and journeying the chasms of life.
2 paths collided and spun in a downward spiral to find the handle just before the ground came upon the sky.
Holding each other tightly and gathering momentum and waltzing past the clouds and the crossroads.
Whispering the secrets in art and prose only into each others ears.
Kiss and enjoy the sweet honey from her lips kiss and enjoy the sweet passion from his lips.
Enjoy the day
Enjoy the nite
Let these candles burn bright. For next year we drink with 1 more candle and memories to celebrate.
Dancing with life and all the secrets in art and prose.
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Sit on the crooked chair under the ladder stair and receive a standing overture of stares. Plain ppl stare into the night so a reflection wont be reflected back to the dead. Systems broken leadership on bend and knee. Why didn’t we see that hindsight in 20/20. Just like the honey bee before they emerge from their slumber. They know to think before acting. Stir the flower, waste the energy from the sun. And steal their nectar from the pedals and harvest the life blood to which we call existence. Existence burns in the veins. Sweet as honey to the taste. Fiery and alive till we stop existing and just start being. Not like the honey bee. But just like the plain ppl that stare into the night
She’s still looking across the table
He’s still gliding across the floor
Shall we dance? Turn all this into a beautiful fable
Make sure you lock the door
In private, In flesh all is revealed and worshipped
Her satin silky skin
His silver tongue
They dance, They Prance, have each other enhanced by each other on the floor and under the moon luminescence
Words and kisses
Teasing and breathing in each other until the intoxicating feelings end both of you laying in each others embrace
Slow the hearts pace
Cant forget her face
Locked the door incase
What a fun chase
Nothing will be in haste to revisit this evening of such a beautiful fable
Tattoo’d, line’d & Accentin’ the curves of her hips
Colours invade an already stunning spectrum of beauty, shadin’ in with soft lips & captivatin’ eyes
(windows to a soul that lights the darkest of nights)
Skin so soft
( what had started as white as snow now has a hue of sun, addin’ maturity to a definin’ Angel)
Dark carmel hair flows down her shoulders sealing her décolletage
(framed into becoming a picture that even the sunrise is frail to look upon)
Stunning – An epic portrait for a demon to awake to!
Long legs lead you to her breathe taking smile
( every part captivatin’ and Intriguin’)
Elegant, Flaw’d in all the perfect ways
Hauntin’ to the touch
Delicious to the taste
Stunnin’ as always!!