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 Nov 2015 Lucid
Frankie Fuller
Saturday, July 20, 2013



  
Endless Kisses



I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
Your the sweetness of shadows
And one lovely grey Sunday breeze
I'm the King of Introverts
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
It's so sad
To live in false dreams
And to realize something has ended
When it's all over
How much longer
Must I awaken without you?
All of my images of you
May be illusions approaching dreams
Yet you move among the stars
You really aren't so far
Don't wake me from the dream
That's never ending
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
I love the lips of you
I love your lips they so satisfy
 Nov 2015 Lucid
Frankie Fuller
Dreams From Endless



She was pleasant
Down-to-earth
Silent,yet perky
With a silver ankh
On a chain around her neck
And she was always a nurturing figure
To me in my dreams
Her long black hair
Is bound by no rules
Of  the Endless nights
Your one beautiful star
When there's no one around
I'v always been in love with you
But you will never know it's true
When you smile it comes so easy
But you're breaking my heart
Without words,and with your smiles of shadows
I wish you well
But I can not stay
This lovely masquerade
Is getting old
And I will awaken soon
You always say nurturing words
But do you mean what you say?
Do you feel the words within your heart?
Watching you,while your watching me
We always know which way the story will end
Within endless of nights
Your Neptune
One lonely star
I'll always been in love with you
But you will never know it's true
I'll never take this time for granted
Your so beautiful
Please say your lines
The chapter is almost over
This silent masquerade
Of love is getting old
I never want it to end
You always break my heart with smiles and kindness
I've always been in love with your humility,and quiet strength
I'm timid and shy,
But have the courage of a lion
Yet I'll always be in love with you
But you will never know it's true
Watching me,and i'm watching you
Your from Luna
Your a dreamer of Neptune
One lonely star
Please say your lines
The chapter is almost over
I never take this time for granted
I will always love you
But you will never know it's true
Watching me,while i'm watching you
Say your lines,because your smiles are breaking my heart
I'll always be in love with you
And you'll never know it's true
 Nov 2015 Lucid
Frankie Fuller
They always seemed to have different expressions
When one would look at their hollow faces
A sad face blushing
A nervous smile
And unto them
Was a great multitude
Of a sweet melancholy
They could not give a sign
From a cold era lost in oblivion
Would they melt as
Ice in lukewarm rain?
In their eyes
A world without end
An artificial life
A silver dusty shine of motionless skin
Without questions, answers, and end
Without original sin
They stood there lost
In dim artificial lights
They,the unspeakables
Formed without human shortcomings
Born without human faults
They always seemed to have dfferent expressions
When one would look at their hollow faces
 Nov 2015 Lucid
Frankie Fuller
Winter Born
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March 20, 2014 at 11:21pm

I was once winter born for three days

I was once static cold

it was a breathtaking beauty

the cold was a dagger to my skin

yet no experience of sweet melancholy ever changes

ashes became lost memories of Desdemona

and the foolish act of madness

was everything real before,or after the storm?

was everything real before the fall of man?

i was once winter born

i was once static cold

a beautiful landscape slipping into shadows

a glance from the beauty of a black tear

i can taste her tears on my lips

they are as wild honey,and black licorice

when i see her eyes

i always feel as if i were absorbed into them

yet i apologize for being poetic

because i"m a wandering leaf without a shadow

i was once winter born

i was once static cold
 Nov 2015 Lucid
Cecil Miller
Shadows
 Nov 2015 Lucid
Cecil Miller
Wherefore art the shadows chased
Far into the recesses of the past?
The world is sans perception
With them wilted into retreatment.
Thither - they that matter.
All else exist for their splendor.
I long to see them frolic, once again,
As did that wild lorneful and youthful creature,
When I was he.
I hope you like it. 11-10-2015

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