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 Mar 2015 NuurSeraph
DC raw love
Butterfly's, that make me high.
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Tingles I get, when you say hi..
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Emotions of love, make me sigh...
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Uncontrollable feelings, upon the sky's....  
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I life without you, could lead me to die.....
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I thought of you, and I forget what hurts......
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I life with you, shall be my perk.......
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Love

----

We simply

ARE LOVE !




( we the reflected Light
in each other's eyes )

••

We play

The

FALLING IN LOVE

game

when we desire

TO STAY HIDDEN



Out of a fear

of

That Light



of

That Self awareness

••

The fear of

TRULY  KNOWING

each other

And what

KNOWINGNESS

would mean

//

We know that

FALLING IN LOVE
( which is culturally accepted )

Infallibly leads to

BETRAYAL !

BROKEN - NESS !

DEPRESSION !

the
RAZOR BLADE
game !

//

Creating a GREAT MASK which we wear

To hide from

OURSELVES

OTHERS

&

the WORLD !

/////

Now

I'm not saying

DON'T DO THIS

//

Only that

YOU ARE SEEN

//

And you still are LOVELY

And so

The END OF THE MASQUERADE

is something

We ALL TOGETHER

might think about
With a gentle touch
And eyes so kind
With a soft sweet voice
And a vibrant mind

You heal the weak
With your broken soul
You repair their pieces
So you can feel whole

Your heart shall lay
Upon destinies gate
Protected by an aura
Of all love and fate

For every teardrop
Another's heart shall rise
Your soul buries their burdens
And carries their heart to the skies

If only your mirror
Reflected this upon you
Maybe your time
Wouldn't be up so soon
Okay, okay,
Enough scribbling
About old flames,
Old friends,
All the analogies to death,
E.R. runs, hospices,
Palliatives, Vision Nursing Homes,
Black gloves and lilies,
Suicides and terrorists.
Enough of that
Already.
Now,
What's left to theme about?
Just love.
Our youth was seasoned
With greens and blues
When your skin scorched me.
Still burns.

Could we but flip
Pages like clock hands;
We need only agree,
And nocturnal waves
Would lap again,
And all the world
Would fall in time
Upon itself.

Elements, such as we,
Cannot.
Your present calendar
Has days X-ed off,
Days checked on.
Times have changed
Peoples and places.

I remain yours.
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