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  Oct 2014 Tina Marie
Xan Abyss
There's no telling
How many miles I've scraped my feet upon
In my travels
On an endless quest to find where I belong
Through the desert,
Across the sea, over mountains cloaked in fog
I will wander
Singing the Old Wayfarer's Song

But the memories still haunt me
Of the Angels I maligned
And still I'm cursed with longing
for the Love I Left Behind
The Princess ~ Estranged
Who loved to feel my pain
Until one day, it became
Too much for her to take
The Goddess - Divine
of Evenfall Design
Who began to lose her mind
And so she had to say goodbye
The Heroine - Fair
Red in Her Golden Hair
Who was one moment there,
and then She Disappeared
The ******, so pure
Her Immaculate Allure
Tarnished by my lust for her
and Stained Forevermore

There's no telling
How many miles I've scraped my feet upon
In my travels
On an endless quest to find where I belong
Through the desert,
Across the sea & over mountains cloaked in fog
I will wander
Singing the Old Wayfarer's Song

Queen of My Lost Kingdom,
Each day your voice is calling
And though I know the journey's treacherous and long
I'll keep on walking
In the Night Time
You guide me
Through the nightmares
Inside Me
In the Daylight
You Save Me
From Dreams of
Depravity
While I'm Sleeping
You Keep Me
from being Eaten
by my Demons
your Patience
is Amazing
And I can't wait to
Repay You

There's no telling
How many miles I've scraped my feet upon
In my travels
On an endless quest to find where I belong
Through the desert,
Across the sea & over mountains cloaked in fog
I will wander
Singing the Old Wayfarer's Song

There's no telling
How many miles I've scraped my feet upon
But I'd travel
A billion miles more to fall down in your arms
And I promise,
My darling, though the journey will be long,
One day,
I will sing to you
the Old Wayfarer's Song
Life is a journey.
  Oct 2014 Tina Marie
Amitav Radiance
The distance between lands
Can be traversed with ease
Bridging the distant hearts
Takes trust and love
Been miles apart for long
Time for love to travel
And unite
Two beautiful hearts
Tina Marie Oct 2014
Your soul mirrors mine
I see every scratch
That is reflected
It's like our scars match
My heart is stretched out
With shimmering stands
That reach out to you
Across the lands
But they don't have to stretch
From the gulf to the Pacific
For the stands of your soul
Reach out for the specific
Parts of me that match you
At last they join together
Though the distance is far
It's like we're together
For our souls
Have always been
Connected unseen
Soon together again
Had a visual in my head of two people on opposite ends of the continent with their auras visibly seeking out each other
  Oct 2014 Tina Marie
WickedHope
I don't want someone
So illuminated
With a bright light
Too keep me up at night

I want someone with contrast
Darkness, shadows
That makes the white whiter
And the black blacker

I want your darkness to add to my light
And my daybreak to enhance your night

I want to be your moon
With you as my sun
I ache to be your dark sky
Touched by your brilliant stars

I want someone with contrast
Darkness, shadows
That makes the white whiter
And the black blacker

I want your darkness to add to my light
And my daybreak to enhance your night

I don't need black
Or white
I need both, harmony
That you bring

I want someone with contrast
Darkness, shadows
That makes the white whiter
And the black blacker

I want your darkness to add to my light
And my daybreak to enhance your night
Words often happen
when I don't want them to.
But I need to get them out.
And they are often true.
- - -
** (12/23) I just remembered why I wrote this. And I want to throw up.
Tina Marie Oct 2014
I love that my love
For you makes you feel like a
Prince from a fairy tale.
  Oct 2014 Tina Marie
Langston Hughes
When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew.
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field daisy eyes
Of black and white black white black people
And I'm gonna put white hands
And black hands and brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music when I
Get to be a composer
And write about daybreak
In Alabama.
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