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The archaic Mythologies
Were well depicted ventures of Human
Spirit to verily present acts of the absolute Nutness
An astute of a compelling question Still
Much relevant in today's lmplicit
Deconstruction of  Committing
A moral Excession.

Old Greeks came to a betwixt paradox when compairing
the two ulterior motives:  
~ a completely mad passionate love
~ a sharp cold blooded oportunistic love
In the morning red hibiscus flowers
yesterday's petals have fallen to the ground
a hummingbird briefly hovers
in flashes, green iridescent feathered
soon the silver sun comes from behind clouds
reflections, in spectrum colors
of painted sky, brush strokes
in watercolors of dawn
the heart, a lotus flower
center of the soul
that opens.
~ ~ ~

Bright man, Soft locks man

~ ~ ~

My bright man, noble man
my tall petit prince king.
Your hearts beauty is this
woman's sweetiest dream.

When you think of me,
when you think of us,
on the night we first met. . .

Do you reminisce well -
or do you reminisce hell!?

How brave you were - after
indulging in the potion green;
embracing me, for the first
time - tight across my
right shoulder.

And there - I wished for the first
time - you were my life's boulder.

And you laughed and laughed loud,
happily drunk, and infatuated with me;
as I were with you - darling - already!

And then - you exclaimed exuberantly:
This girl is so cool - guys!
This girl is so cool!
You really are cool- girl!

And then - I blushed a little. . .
And then - I rushed a little
just to let you know. . .
who I really was.

And I said
back to you
I am a woman.
And I said back to you
I am a mother of a child
Sweet beyond compare.

And you laughed and you laughed
Like a sweet tempest approaching
In the beauty of the darkest night;

To sweep me off my feet
to sweep me off the board
to land on the new shores
to find myself drowning in
your charming embraces


I don't believe you -  girl!
You're pulling me off!
You want to trick this honest,
playful man, who ain't playing no game!

You want to trick this honest,
playful man, who ain't playing no game!


My soft locks, noble man
My tall petit prince king
Don't you see the ring?

How shy your First
words seemed to me
about Star Elysium
Infinite lmmortality,
written paths to be. . .
new age books covers
and a scent of Poetry.


I saw stars in your smile
and you saw a devil in me;
overwhelmed with energy ~
This ******* life's intensity!

Then I asked you,
Yes, you - alluring strange man!
Yes, you - the arogant thinker man!

Do you know
for how long
do we know
each other;
Thinking on
one bohemian friend
standing by my side.

And you pretended
you didn't have any clue;
And you pretended
whilst we knew. . .

It was the story about us
It was the story about us
Waiting to finaly meet

We knew so well
Oh yeah- we knew!

This love was written
With flooded ink of times
Flowing in our blood

This love was written
With flooded ink of times
Flowing in our blood

To know your mine
To know your mine
Kiss and hug me for another million moments
Kiss and hug me for another million moments
~
A love story written as a
simple
token of our love
~
Lyrics for the future melodic rock song.
We are of the ocean
salt water green, lime and seaweed
clinging and threaded, verily suspended
in the far off edges, ebbing unseen
steeped in luminous moons, impossibly colored
a darkness, plumbing ageless depths of sea
strung with opulent pearls, swallowed by fields of sand
a light discovered in the shoal shimmering lands.
I allow myself the luxury, to stare unabashedly
Your eyes tantalise me, not crudely, but bewitchingly
Were I able to touch, the texture would be burnished brown velvet
Oh to explore this rapturous richness, warmth in abundance
Evermore curious I basque in the golden, autumnal flecks
Shimmering depths cast new dyes of invigoration
Beguiled, I thank you for a moment of beauty
~~~~
Thunder lit the lake
In the blackness of the Night
To see the Earth glow

~~~~~
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