Beloved Sun of My Heart,
on you I rest my sacred
stars and warm my soul
until the soft moon of dreams
sings love awakening
the white of the breath of
my life that unites
with your goldenness.
You dress me in clouds
and in sunflower smiles
while my hair shines
as you kiss my forehead.
My skin glows and blooms
beneath the light of your
gaze while my wings glisten
as the wind of the angel sighs
of your eyes make them
flutter until I float high
before you as that sparkle
that never ceases to shimmer.
I wrap you, my sun,
in the rainbow sea of my hair
to build you a nest
of softness from the warmth
instilled in me for you to
rest your head on my chest
as my heart secretly
whispers a sunflower
lullaby to you in that
twilight of charmed silence
where purity sleeps and
understanding gleams in
the misty veil of our haven
right next to the preciousness
of those colors that dance
surrounding us in the
tenderness of their desire
to be near the magic
that is you and me that
blushes the sky that
holds our infinite dreams.
There,my dear, I eternally
hug all that you are
gently with the blessing
of all the love of the
universe that is me.
-J.Wool,Sunflower Lullaby
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Wisps of cloud float by
Chattering birds fill the old tree
The sound of silence
Don't listen to words
That mindlessly rush from mouths
But to what lies within
Hear the unsaid pain
The longing and hope unvoiced
The quiet truth there
Listen past the noise
Of voices that clamor for worth
Into patient hearts
The still small voice speaks
More wisdom than empty claims
If you'll hear with care.
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You May Also Need Some Lines
You may also need some lines
everything is a symbol
holding the pen is weird now
the song talks to me or about me
i can´t think of anything to write
like i have no thoughts
the song says new things
my skin is so soft
i like rhymes.
no! i love rhymes
time is the jail, escape
i am here now
my writing is different like this
why won´t you speak to me?
what is so beautiful?
i am not afraid of you anymore
i can dance with you
and against you.
we don´t have to choose right now
inner speech don´t stop
new page, new things
time is just a word
everything is a name
my hand feels odd holding this pen
but i want to write
my hand is a giant
my head too heavy resting on my fist
check the time
shut up
check the time
you changed your writing
this pen feels weird
life feels weird
where am i? where is that?
bound here with you
free from above and eternity in between
thank you for the music,
is all i have to say
and for the headaches and the poems
intrusive voice, only voice
a billion voices and the one i love
i want to be you
i want to be against you
i feel bad for you
no mystery, no stupidity
wondering is such a wonderful thing
my ears pop
my brain is swell
i reach the peak and i live
i will make dinner now
what should we make?
not all poets live on coffee and cigarettes.
You May Also Need Some Lines (praecantatrix-xxxiii.ghost.io)
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Lights
Dark and gray
cold and trembling.
Silent raindrops start to fall,
like waterfalls I blink to grasp
the shivering news of an unprecedented goodbye.
We rise and get down
just as day and night,
announcing new beginnigs and ends alike.
Dreams that get interrupted at dawn
by a mysterious and familiar substance
running through my eyes without end,
following my heartbeats as I try to calm myself
through every breath that transforms into a strive,
one to chase new lights and exit all these clouds.
I skim towards hope and faith
praying for a new day,
a new chance,
where I don’t get lost again...
—Angello R.
(As a escape from reality I write today...)
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I love you to look at me...
I love to talk to you with my eyes,
with my smile,
with that glow of my soul
that is warmth in my chest
and that becomes yours too
when you embrace me.
I love to look at you...
I love to feel that you enter through my retinas
like a warm and soft light
that does not blind, but illuminates
every cell of my eyes,
making me able to see,
not only the divinity that you are
and carry in your breast,
but to see me
as the perennial beat
that makes your heart dance.
I love you to see and feel
what you are for me,
that you see yourself reflected in the pure mirror
of my eyes and of my heart...
I love your being entirely
and entirely you throb in me.
I love to be the electric spark
that causes your heart to beat,
the blood that pumps
through your veins,
the air you breathe
and cleanses your lungs,
nourishing you with life and health...
I love to be the intention of your voice,
the warmth of your tongue,
the taste of your taste buds,
the sincere word;
the effect and the reason of your love.
The sublime peace that crowns me
knowing that I am well loved,
the endless gratitude that beautifies life by having you with me,
the joy of knowing that I am the happiest
and satisfied of women
to have the blessing of your love,
the endless fullness that is to feel you in me.
It is that love that is the father of your peace,
which is mine...
And so, as I crown you with the joy
of knowing you are loved,
I am satisfied to be the knight
who carries in his hands the ring
of this love,
for what you carry in your bosom,
I carry in my heart as well.
I am so much yours
that my soul has become your name
and my spirit prays at your feet.
With all the passion
that my blood can feel
I have given myself to this union
that can never die.
The truth that you speak
resonates in my being and is kept
where the eternal is in me
as much mine as yours already.
I have given you everything,
joyfully, in all freedom,
I have surrendered myself to this love
so blessed and sublime.
Your prayer unites with mine
and to heaven they fly like incense
that the angels smile
as they feel their wings perfumed.
What a sweet surrender so total!
That there is no death,
only life that beats eternity.
— E.V.E & Esu Emmanuel©
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Shady wood * queer love poem * hermit edition
Recently I started listening to folk\country music in almost threatening quantity. Absolutely inspired with *Shady Grove*, I created my version of lyrics, adding some Siberian flavour and craziness to that, for sure.
Shady Wood, my true love,
Shady Wood, my darling,
no one has those hands of care,
deepest eyes
and open heart.
I'll come to her to marry,
late in autumn,
frosty path.
evening star will witness our vows,
my true love.
Shady Wood, my only mistress,
I'll come to shady grove,
roses blue
and singing simple,
fingers crossed
and heavy boots.
I'll come and tell her all my hopes and all my dreams,
my desires which are hidden
deep beneath old willow tree.
sun in branches,
autumn sweetness,
herbs in meadows,
dry and calm,
fire smoke and mountain coldness,
stitched with fears cherry bloom,
heavy arms and silent evening,
and one day
with crows' delight
go and rest in reddish cradle
deep in her entangled arms.
Shady Wood, my darling baby,
I'll stay with her all night,
she'll take my gods and freedoms,
all what cherish human eyes.
I'll go through broken branches,
stones are cold and night is right,
my sweet love's heart in cold waters,
tiny flowers, crows' cry.
Shady Wood, my honey baby,
all your kisses -
northern stars.
Someone came to dance and fiddle,
someone came to walk through night,
I'm here, came to marry
Shady Wood, my darling wife.
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