2nd one

To go with that series...i'm going to do one every day for a while. here you go...

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I felt you there,
In the soft silk of precious lace
Which fell carelessly against her face,
Cascading down onto her chest
Then billowing up, then pressing against
My beating heart, I felt you move
Inside of me, between us two

In every shared breathe, communion with you
In every passionate glance, fervor well due
In her I fell, and moved, and swelled
In you I shake, and turn, and dwell
And all the little things she brought to my life
All symbols of you, newly shown in full light

But why then should such as we, be sin?
The thoughts, racing, play again and again
My feeble mind unable to comprehend
How my future and purpose so solemnly collide
And bring it all crashing to an end
Now left crumbling, tumbling within

Oh Lord, whose love I never did doubt
Despite the torment and grief which struck me without
the touch of her softest hand.
Still I waited and suffered, and weathered the storm
Only to grow accustomed to a new norm
In which happiness and faith did not always coincide
I'm all choked up with desperation I cannot hide

Did my eyes deceive, did my heart not see
The wonder in her that allowed me to breathe
Like one living, though formerly dead
A little of heaven shown in the golden crown of her head?

And many a sleepless night has left me encumbered
By the spell of a thought which deep within me has slumbered
In the crevasses of my heart, where no light may reach
I begin to wonder of the love I hear preached
Does it exist, in this plane or the next?
Am I doomed to wander in lonely excess?
Am I meant for true love?
Even the happiest memories I'd like to forget,
Each painted fully with a tinge of regret.
I look up to heaven and trust in the Lord,
And in my deepest self I feel
The saddest heart indeed is pierced by a sword

I wonder if love is a once only thing
And having failed, hence shall never feel it again.

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Love Songs for a Savior

I'm thinking about starting a series of poems with this common theme...this one is currently unnamed. if you have any ideas for a title, please post them!

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It is here, in the shadows of the day
With the rise of the moon, with dark on its way
Present here, with the noisy bustle that comes
With the sounds of whispers, and spectors, and the buzz
of sweet silence, plodding along
Here that I find
The things only seen
By the inner eye of the mind.

Before the deep blue is eclipsed by the light
Of a shattering sun and of a thousand plights
When time would stand still, if not for the sway
Of a few thousand stars, kept in orbit, at bay
When most sleep but others wake
Like me,
They quietly wait,
For sweet, solemn nightbreak

Oh how i've lived and breathed the fresh blackened air,
My heart's delight found with all else laid bare
Tis here that I feel closeset to you, when eternity does lie
So easily reached, that I may simply open my eyes
To see you my Lord,
In all beauty regaled,
Who made every bright of the sky
So that I may look...and never question why.

Adam and Eve, who from Eden's ripened lands
saw and walked and spoke with you,
Would look jealousy upon us as we, in sweet repose, lie
For never did they feel the tenderness inside
Which stems from the root of a savior's stem
And blossoms endlessly from the bloom of a sinner,
Like myself,
Unfolding now to the light of your splendor.

Oh, serendipitous love which I did not deserve,
Yet carefully planned, with divine law observed
Leave not this place!
But instead, extend
The dark a little longer, so then
We may spend more time here,
And tomorrow may wait another day.

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What I see from my window

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I look out into the streets and watch the people walking, heads neither high nor low, but staring infinitely forward, fixated upon an unchanging reality of the future placed upon them. They stare onwards, with neither excitement nor concern, but simply staring into the dark of a night which slowly descends, a haze which slowly clouds the human thought of all reason or purpose or meaning, a cloud which forms then falls then forms itself again. Staring into the night. Staring into the eternal darkness that stems from the indifference within their own hearts. Indifference calls the final bell for humanity, and as soon as the flickering light of passion fades, we shall all be left to live in the dark.

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Perhaps I'll travel this world alone,
Perhaps I'll make it, perhaps I won't
Perhaps I'll be what I was meant to be
Perhaps I'll be what I always have been

Maybe I'll make something beautiful
Maybe I don't know what beauty is
I can't fashion something I should never know
I could never make a stick from a stone

Purpose evades me still,
Like a whisp of a dream long forgotten
Like the tip of my tongue, but no answer spoken
Like the cold winter air that leaves me to crumble

Am I just standing to stand?
Breathing just to take another breath?
Could it be that I'm doing all for doing it,
Reaching out just to reach?
Could it be that there's something more,
Than fighting just to fight it,
Than feeling just to feel it,
Than living just to live it?

Dreams of a long ago past,
When purpose was present in each and every strand
Of your perfect hair, your perfect eyes, sublime
And reason was never the source of my rhyme
But passion and joy, with no sense, abound
And in you, my serenity was found.

Perfect peace in you, where others caused strife
Perfect trust in you, where else to trust was to lie
Perfect harmony and accord, where chaos was laden
Perfect happiness before I knew happiness to be.

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