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Oh the spring flight of the soul soars across mystic skies and the heart bathes in the moon light. When the journey of two begins with the morning dew,where the womb of time is infinite. Complex in simplicity two souls gracefuly dance,where heaven weeps joyfully with out a sound. Where two souls enter into the land of dreams,where fantasies run free,where hearts flourish and daffodils sway in the spring breeze.

brightened tomorrow
it lightened
the loads of my sorrow
at least for a while
yet seasons had passed
and as the falling rain
yet again washed my pains
and the seeds of hopes
planted in my heart
wilted in your forgetfulness.

Yet my hopes aren't really dead yet.

let not the distance
be our hindrance
for the water
upon which you stand on
has become the moving shores
that's dripping on my soul
and this miles between us
is but a brush of the wind touching
your silky skin
and when you close your eyes
I'm not too much of a distance
really
I'm always besides you
sharing the same moonlight
that leads me to your way
all you need to do is wait
and soon I will caress
your gentle and lovely face
soon
I will surely be there.

drinking
from the darkness
numbing to the brain
eating into the depths
tearing to the flesh within

a monster creeps
black heart to hell
turning the stones over
in the graveyard
of life

a rotten apple
to the very core
bestowing misery
with all its grief
decaying feelings

in screams
i plead mercy
you played
me the demons
dragged along
in your foolish game


casting a spell
of darkness
ore me
showing hell
in all its fire

in the burning remains
i reach for the torch
in the softest
of moonlight

shines
a white blanket
finding comfort
knowing

you no longer
posses
this auld
heart o mine

beautiful lady
holding you
ever so gently
in the softness
of beauty

as the violin plays
touching souls
under a full moon
i dance
with you

silver shadows
dancing a waltz
with loves melody
singing out
in your earthly
beauty

my spirit rises
applauds
with beating wings
the heart
pounds
on the drums

reaching high
hands out
in a flash
of light

i hand you
the moon
flashing stars
wink delight
in loves
tune

as the sun
kisses the moon
a dancing groom
eclipse
my night

Dazzling
floating colours
Lighting up the sky
fireworks sparkling
On fire

Lips kiss
Burning deep
Touching hearts
Magically cast
under a spell

My soul sings
enchanted
like music
In a warm fluttering
internal flame
A candle burns
Within the mind

Closing the eyes
Feelings in rhythm
sparkling dreamy
To die in one's arms
A beautiful oasis
Emotion lights up

Cupid plays
Enchanting tunes
Upon the strings
Tugging at the heart
Gently touching
My dream

i take the number three
a star
from birth
three wise men
on the face
the one trinity
holding in one's hand
the golden
gateway to paradise
a crucifix
the key
to heaven

three days
Jonah spent inside
a whale
our body
a temple
split three ways

like the shamrock
a symbol from
our dear St Patrick
God is
the father
our creator

crucified
upon a cross
his son Jesus
on the third day
he rose again
in the Holy grail
according to the scriptures
a blessed spirit

our hearts
the inner voice
speaking
from the soul
i believe
on our third day

the soul rises
higher
meeting one's spirit
walking in limbo
three draws out
a magic number
enlightens me

Wounded emotion
Standing on
sands of time
Gazing into
A distant horizon
In an ocean aroma
Salted emotions
Begin rising

As the moon winks
Casting her silver
Reflections upon water
Shadows call inside
Deep churning feelings
Staring in
a lonely space
Touching deep within

Dancing each wave
Unfurling emotions
Rippling feelings
Crashing reality
Upon rocks
If only I could walk
As the ocean
Love

kissing your
salted feet
I would say to you
Dreams they sometimes
Can come true
To believe
a reason
Is believing
in true love

Wishing in
the stars
In a trail
of thought
I sip
Salted water
Flowing from
emotions brew

If I were
to have
Only one wish
In this world
a soul searches
My love
It would
Be you

I know him to be a child of shadow. His will parts the veil between the mortal world and that of misty dreams. His eyes seduce me to question everything I’ve ever learned. I speak to the trees and never pass herb or flower, without quizzing myself as to its name. Each stone I step upon has a history beneath it, and there it has lain in wait for countless moons, holding its secret. My willingness to ask in silent contemplation, brings answers to light and therefore truth. Or is it not but magic?

He speaks to me of beauty, bathing my mind in its perfection. He speaks and becomes a body of water that flows with and through me. He smiles until my face shimmers with rays of the golden sun. But for all this,
I see his skill with darkness and chaos. He could neither say he was man or immortal. Magic is like air to him and I beg for more of the wisdom he might impart.

He teaches me to feel time in its movement, the pulsing of stars, the peaceful lapping of waves against smooth sand shores of my own mind. He makes me question how well I know season, element, earth or my own heart. The affairs of man have long since faded in this place of fantasy and have no dominion. I drift, further and further into him. Every ounce of darkness must have equal measure of light.

Merlin, you say when I harness this understanding, I shall know balance in all things. I feel whole, quenched and serene in the arms of the moon and its song. But wait...the veil now seams itself together and the familiar sounds of the life I knew, returns. Not a dream, I reason. Not a dream! If so, then I have dreamed many lifetimes in a single night. But it was so...

did you hear
the train
a whistling
or have i
just woken up
to a dream

rolling in feelings
emotion on tracks
railroaded with you
steaming desire
a good woman
pulls into
the station

on the platform
home is where
two hearts
beat as one
one stop always
i will forever
arriving home
to you love