The Revolving CorridorMore Like This
Encircling stars align..
Shuddering enigmatic colors and weeping pure Light..
Those crackling dreams that emit their timeless, fading antidotes..
Like the impartible touch of sentient breath..
Wearily submerged in their tides over centuries..
Ages of stardust resemble your name inside my bubbling heartbeat..
Daunting sequences rise and appear before my eyes..
As constellations of days lost..
This dire paradox abounds in blinding Light..
Witnessing the revival of Love's mystery..
The darkness, now a sparse contradiction..
That mindlessly tugs at the presence of sacrifice..
Our hearts continue to pace the revolving corridor of the paragon mind.
Guarded by LoveMore Like This
The waving moon broke open above my stony trestle..
Urging crisp moonshowers to await division across the harrow way..
Like a lustful vestige of Seraphic plasma..
Her alluring echo bares Light into my soul with triumphant flavor..
As shallow as velvet wings transfer into night..
I hear the thrum of my heartbeat basking in the lancing chasms of her temptation's glare..
The starry visage of the landscape reverberates her name as an electric euphoria..
My bastion of mortal seduction is copiously unbound by secrets untold through freedom's lament..
And I submit my thriving Spirit to my Angel's watchful eye with ease..
Sparsely and freely emerging from her temple chamber..
One last time.