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Justin G Nov 2015
Whispering eyes
You tell me no lies
  You speak my absence
You know my truth
I'm dying to be inspired
I long to see what you see
  I need you immensely
Like education
  Teach me your liberty
I want to be enabled like rain
Release me from cloudy skies
  Quiet my thundering blue

Your tranquil breath
    Envelop all of me
   Your heavenly touch
Soothes the beats of my heart
  I crave for solace
In your wings of warmth
  Take me with you
Into the deep serene
  Engulf me with  
Your duvet of love*

  
My lunar eclipse
  With shivering lips
What you sung above
Leave me lost for words
  I search from within
Just beneath my skin
  I discover a gift
A sanctuary of roses
Volcanic in nature
Your presence erupts
  A scent of divinity
May you clip these wings
  Only here with you
Is where I rather be


Let us soar
As the empyreal embosom
  Beyond the universe
Outside the realm of
   Imagination
   Embracing the seclusion
Trunks of our hearts entwined
   They beat as one
Without qualms
Exhaling carefree
  Contentment
Slowly sipping eternity


Justin G
Eudora
This is exceedingly brilliant
Special thanks to the most
Sensational wonder,
Miss Lady Eudora!
I couldn't have done it
without you.
: )
Justin G Nov 2015
I do not identify myself as a black american
I do not identify myself as an activist
I do not identify myself
As anything other than what I am
Do not arbitrate my existence
It will only magnify your bigotry
Do not lecture me
It will not ratify your ministry
Do not objectify my identity
Do not marginalize my sincerity
I know your criticism
It will not dwindle me
I am defiantly deaf to it
It will not compute
Trust me
It will only intensify
What I occupy
Do not subject me to anomaly
Do not try and direct me
I will not comply
Do not concern yourself
with my essentiality
I am not lost
Do not concern yourself
With what defines me
Just ask
If I am willing and able.
Justin G Nov 2015
I need you to know the severity of the first three words of this sentence and how the last of the three represent my felicity.

I am captivated
by your existence
So humbled by the thought
I'd probably exchange
all my better days
Just to spend my worst
few minutes with you
~ ~~~~ ~~~
I dreamt of basking
unclothed in a garden
Listening to snakes
Eating forbidden fruit
reluctantly giving in
to my thirst
wait
I hear a voice
~ ~~~~ ~~~
In your presence
I am speechless
A humiliating truth
I rest for hope  
but truth be told
I'm sick of dreams
Help me speak you
into existence   
So we could Ioan
each other hugs
And hershey kisses.
~ ~~~~ ~~~
Learn to Love Me
Justin G Oct 2015
Man developed pens
for the pensive

when they write
they relieve themselves
from everything wrong

**- JG
My analogue of Mike Essig's fantastic daily "Divine Generosity."
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1420577/divine-generosity/
Justin G Sep 2015
Behind all his smiles and silly gestures
He longs to walk a thousand miles away
He desires to escape from everyday
No more small talk
Or large gatherings
The curtain has CLOSED
A contemporary task.

In the eyes of the crowd
All they see is the proud facade
Entertainment is important
And all they care about
Forgetting the person
behind the PERSONA
a temporary mask.


As his mask fades
Rabbits shift
into sparrows
No light at the end
Only cued applauds
Some flowers
And skewed imagery
An exemplary stage.

Disappearing into the night
Unmasking the illusions he conjured.
The sinking reality comes back
As
Lingering
Silence echoes his longing…
A price to pay of the famed gift
Hoping this will be his last...


~FINALE~
    

Justin G / **Pax
A special collaboration with the one and only Pax. Thanks for this major contribution.
Justin G Sep 2015
I desire to be close
So I bury myself
Like a flower
Hoping for rain
To quinch this thirst
And nourish this skin
Encircled by lustre
A world so bright
  Beckoned by existence
    Such wondrous delight   
I can't help  
But feel overshadowed
And overlooked
Stuck in the dirt
I struggle to escape
From worms
And strong roots
GRIPPING
These old lingering boots
No longer hoping for rain
I wish only to be plucked
Felt and Smelt
Just before the pain
That stems from sorrow
Which grieves the leaves
Of yesterday.
Justin G Aug 2015
Yin
I love my space
So I keep my distance
Like stars above
I am strictly meant
To be marveled
Never to be touched
Keep your hands
To yourself
Don't try and reach
Leaping is fruitless
I meditate
Among darkness
But I am
Exceptionally bright
If you dare come close
I will undoubtedly blind you
Like boarded windows
No sight for the soul
No scythe
For those who reap
I am cold
But like a comet
I'll eventually fall
Slipping downward
Into the void
WEEP
Such lost of power
A magnificent plight
But until then
I will pocket my distance
And know full well
Never to trade
This place
For anything
Below
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