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If I die, my love for you. will never die

He stood beside her/she stood beside him
Hand in hand, smiling where they stand
They through caution to the wind
Making their next of kin
Traversed the world
And took it by storm

Now there is a time for everything
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to sow, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to break down, a time to build up
A time to weep, a time to laugh
A time to lose, a time to gain
There is a time for everything
But as he stood beside her/and she stood beside him
Hand in hand/smiling where they stand
There is never a time for love to fade away
And like a leave hanging on the tree in sway
He love will stand beside her now
Hand in hand

Secrets in art and prose

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.

Speak As Spoken – SoundCloud

Listen to Speak As Spoken by Truth of Poetry #np on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/truth-of-poetry/sets/dorian-grey.

A LITTLE SPOKEN WORD FOR ALL YOU LOVERS OF FREE PROSE AND SCORES OF LIFE’S TRYIN’ ENDEAVOURS

Speak As Spoken

The S’s Show the Symptoms

Simplified Systematic Surroundings

Signal something in space and sinister synergy

So come and Sit, Settle and smile towards the sky

As we salute a symbol written on the shoulders of the soldiers with stained skin

on hands and knees scared in submission of subtle sincerity and secrets

Cynically Sounding the Sirens Song

Swim to the strangest shores and search for a single symptom of sanitary sanctuary to see the oldest soul

So far seared in silver satin silky slime, Reaching for the stars

As we steer through the spot in the seas

Stumble up the stairs

Slip on the sublime

As the sane shoots to Saturn

Saying So Long

Out of time

I drink my coffee, I drink my wine

these 6 strings only touch 2 fingers at a time

with 2 feet we dance on the edge of space, out of time

As we listen to the mothers chime

out of order, sitting in a line

Player play to the listeners rhyme

Stolen in a whisper such a crime

If life gives you lemons, Enjoy the lime

Dance with me into the sublime

Sitting on a fence, that’s a fine

Letting your brain twist into a bind

and peel away like a rotten rind

Listen to the fathers chime

and sing a song with such a rhyme

As listeners talk and prophets die on the vine

its a fine time to commit a useless crime

Just step together and hold the line

You’ll find the sublime, Its all a matter of time

Dance with 1 foot out of time

Become something more then the life’s last crime

At the cross roads, look for no sign

cast aside all the wine

and just sit a listen to this rhyme

From the wind chime

you will find, that human kind

May never find the sublime

Just dance with me, on the edge, out of time

I want in

I want to be held in darkness

and surrounded by your warmth, like a blanket

having your eyes glare yellow at me with the love you have for me

let all die from heaven above

let all fall away, killing the dove

I just Love you, My Love

I fit into you like a viciously worn in glove

make it become torn in  and dance with my soul

beat my heart with your name, whispered is faithful sin

let all die with in

so I can scream your name and let the world that has been learn of the never dim light of your love

I cant hold in

stick my heart, soul and fingers with a pin

I will not awake since its not a dream

such darkness such warmth

I want in

to hear the scream of your love

angels songs no longer reach the prize above

as my skin is exploding for your touch, I can never enjoy to much

make me your junkie, your addict to a sexy bright sin

I want in

dance in my veins like heroin

I want you more the beauties vain slow burn

I want in

have your turn and write your name on my soul with your tongue

I want in on this sin

and if only the world could look within

they’d see its never a sin

to be in love

let it all drain in

I want in

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