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  Aug 2019 EzraZebra
J J
petals of the willow
vibrate with mild rain
as our approaching footsteps
run through them
coalescing in a magical scene
seemingly beyond a stroll in the park;
above,the crepuscular sky hangs
fake-looking,like a stageplay's backdrop
with a myriad of still blue's overlaying
one another
and the clouds like puffy scabs atop youthful skin.

I think we are slowing
down (perhaps,unconsciously to fit
the pace of the scene)
and I think our footsteps are mirroring our heartbeats,
I know Mine are
And I know Yours are mirroring Mine.

beneath us the willows' petals tremble soft
and I am glad
to be alone with You tonight,to belong to the park
together,forever entuned,
forever entwined-- if only for tonight.
Somewhat inspired by 'With me tonight' by The Beach Boys.
  Aug 2019 EzraZebra
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
EzraZebra Aug 2019
his back on
dry sand

his eyes to
drab sky

ocean tide comes
silently engulfs

his mind floats
sleepily drifts

sullen sea recedes
slowly ebbs

his body shivers
life withers
slowly ebbs

endlessly
23/11/2010
Song: https://soundcloud.com/ezrazebra-1/ebb-and-flow
EzraZebra Aug 2019
Fallen angel, porcelain
skin sun-singed,
fractured, fragile

Fallen angel, by
demons hollowed,
cast aside

Beautiful angel,
let your light shine,
your wings fly
your demons die
26/12/2011
  Aug 2019 EzraZebra
Phasma de Oceanus
Blossoming in the
Snow globe are technicolor
Ornaments, inhale
The melting *** of sweet
And musky. Welcome, Flora.

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