by Unknown
Jun 2010 321 Views 3 comments
Crystals
The world begins to take on a lighter tone and the nights seem less interminable,
I face the day with a brighter outlook, and warm spreading feeling from my heart.
She, my Crystal lady, has brought me to the place where my darkness can end
Where together we can find the light of mornings dawning, and loves beginning.
I see before me a lady, lover, princess, punk-ette, with spirit strong and indomitable
I find myself drawn to her flame, the inner soul with the curious dazzling spark
She gets my attention, draws my gaze, my mind; my heart. Does she seek my will to bend?
If that is so, then bring this upon me for I chose the path laid open that needs no defending.
Can you hear that wonderful, throaty tone that I hear when I think of my love?
Can you not see the world moving in rhythmic procession as she begins the attractive orbit?
Is there any doubt that I chose to spin into her plane, to hear her music of the spheres; my Venus.
One look at her and I know there is none that may take my gaze from her, or fail to envy my vision.
There, before me, she stands, with that beautiful smile, those sparkling eyes; I can’t get enough.
She wonders how I can see her like I do; she knows all the clouds that keep her from seeing it
She forgets how beautiful she is, how wonderful her body, as she strides to life’s zenith
And I must make her see this wonder that I behold, this beauty of spirit, mind; it’s my mission.
I face the day with a brighter outlook, and warm spreading feeling from my heart.
She, my Crystal lady, has brought me to the place where my darkness can end
Where together we can find the light of mornings dawning, and loves beginning.
I see before me a lady, lover, princess, punk-ette, with spirit strong and indomitable
I find myself drawn to her flame, the inner soul with the curious dazzling spark
She gets my attention, draws my gaze, my mind; my heart. Does she seek my will to bend?
If that is so, then bring this upon me for I chose the path laid open that needs no defending.
Can you hear that wonderful, throaty tone that I hear when I think of my love?
Can you not see the world moving in rhythmic procession as she begins the attractive orbit?
Is there any doubt that I chose to spin into her plane, to hear her music of the spheres; my Venus.
One look at her and I know there is none that may take my gaze from her, or fail to envy my vision.
There, before me, she stands, with that beautiful smile, those sparkling eyes; I can’t get enough.
She wonders how I can see her like I do; she knows all the clouds that keep her from seeing it
She forgets how beautiful she is, how wonderful her body, as she strides to life’s zenith
And I must make her see this wonder that I behold, this beauty of spirit, mind; it’s my mission.
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Posted: Jun 2010
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I have a gift with words, and I blushingly say that.
Thank you for your appreciation.