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  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
wordvango
Love
           poem rhyme
with a sky blue
wondrous
                  white
puffy
glory

hues of day, yester-

mysticisms
                  arranged,
in brightest color
                     (alphabeticaly ordered)
which-

             man denies.

letters
of hopefulness-
                        arrange
right
         or wrong
                        in song
express,
the searing depths.

a lover's stare,
                or thy flowering
                               innocence.

From dawn,
         to dusk,
      nothing left out,
love-
         so calm
                       so eloquent-
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
jeffrey robin
(               (            (              (             (                          
    /)\          /)\      /)\          /)\         /) \                            
     /\           /\        /\           /\          /\                                

##
                                                    keep on truckin
•••

( Waiting for your kind words )

I see
                                          People suffering

••

I am
( even I ! )

Am become weak

( Even frightened )

Thinking of DEATH

( who sees Me ? )

///                                    
Thinking of DEATH
constantly
                                 ///

angels in the sky
Saints on sacred mountain tops

Women bathing in pure cool streams

Children awakening unto golden Dawn

•    •

Truth

( full & complete )

You walk besides me
And I am free

••

Why do we hesitate ?

Why do
We make each other wait ?

For a few kind words

For the love we ALL possess

The love that everybody needs ?
  Dec 2014 NuurSeraph
Alin
Fume of the mystic air
flows to create
an invisible lodge
a harmonic rhythm
of knowing the other.

Sanctuary of Love
shelters the Kiss.

Received touch
makes up
points of  Desire
as flesh and blood
from the etheric.

She,
A fluid transparency
made of interchangeable
unique crystalline particles
of unseen color,
Reflects
an indefinable atomic structure
Draws contours of a  body
that subtly shapes along the kiss.

‘Kiss me’
is a thankful whisper
‘Play me to a oneness’
gratifies the breath
along  her neck,  
lips, forehead  
and knees
an anechoic chamber of limpid breeze
rectifying bliss
an irrefutable awareness of joy  
a gifted  Unity
an honored desire

She feels the
colors of zephyr and without visualizing
grows into the derived equivalence
of emerging pinks or  jutting greens
she is destined to remain as invisible as
his’… not owned - not reserved
interdependency

‘nothing stays nowhere
a thing is not received  if you are not there
A blessing of the moment  is everywhere
you are drawn to where and what you truly were’

As the body gets formed
miracle gets real
As miracle gets real
the body gets formed

and mutates
a lucent gate
towards a universe
so The wind can pass

At the edge
she molds
to …
…. a
……….something new

The lover the love
The now at now
senses itself  
in white lines
a bridal delicacy
‘A flower’
tales say
with myriad petals
living at the edge of the universe

She reads the volatile coolness
of the warm colored
differently sized light trace  that
the fumes,
the kiss ,
the breath,
the blow,
the zephyr,
the lover
has become for her

she traces
his ever expanding Trace
so that perpetually  he shall progress
for the universe
while she remains
and observes
as her nature requires her to be
as their dual existence is conditioned to
as is nature’s one
unconditional
or Love’s

She,  the precision of  joy that he creates for
the eternal witness of bliss
Colored by divine light
of rejuvenation
of freedom
of truth
breathes
at a place beyond thoughts
at the edge of a universe.
NuurSeraph Dec 2014
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Who new blue Shew?!?

"...just what, why and when??"
black Crow down, caws the cackle of Raven.

I'm sick of being broken
...let me come unhinged.
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