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A few years ago something like
New ways were birthed
A long way has come since then
Emerged from the embers and rust and you, my mighty warrior friend who stayed with me to
The end
I remember forever
My companion again
You, who sang in the beginning
Whose tune played in the dark
A song never ending.
Flight like the birds do in
Cohesion, a fish swarm
In the ocean drops of tears from
The heavens a cold front over hills and there, in all the surroundings, you waited
For me to catch up.
I'm here now and forever.
My heart beats to your chord
Eyes see what is real but
The mind sees what it wants.
When rhythms meet like waves on the ocean a heart beats on the shore. Your song,
Now my ambition, your touch
On the strings my desire.
And it all seems like it
Was conditioned a play wrote
In two parts. But
I see only renditions of majesty
And the dream.
sea, soft harbour of summer,
where the breezes drift
and the dawn tide pales like cloud.

summer’s roses bloom
while the dawn tide pales like cloud
and sweet breezes drift.

where sweet breezes drift
the dawn tide pales like cloud, the
rose of summer blooms.
Out of the night that covers me,
      Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
      I have not winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
      My head is ******, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
      Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
      Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
      How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
      I am the captain of my soul.
i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
If by chance your eye offend you,
Pluck it out, lad, and be sound:
'Twill hurt, but here are salves to friend you,
And many a balsam grows on ground.

And if your hand or foot offend you,
Cut it off, lad, and be whole;
But play the man, stand up and end you,
When your sickness is your soul.
our love was the look you gave me -
full of longing -

controlling me with your voice
and your legs,

until i collapsed, wild and hungry,
desolate and content,

every heartbeat seeking love,
every dream imagined.
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