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Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
Drifting in the sands of time.
On the search for love most Divine.
Life in the fast lane, can you keep up?
Beauty of life, after a breakup.

She whispered so softly into my heart.
Now it's over for good, where do I start?
Like all things in life this too shall pass.
Now it's time to build something that lasts.

Don't focus on who, when, or where you try.
What's most important is the "why."
If the flesh is what you seek you will fall short.
Money and fame might lead to divorce court.

What you seek is an equal, one on your level.
You need a friend, one for whom you are grateful.
Confidence, humility, patience, and virtue
This is a woman who will never hurt you.
Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
Gates of freedom within my vision
Tale of time, as it is written
Blessed with wisdom from above
Seeker of truth, faith, and love.
Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
Love is united, yet individual.
Love is kind and openhearted, standing strong amongst the peccant world.
Love is timeless freedom unshaken by the winds of transgression.  
Love is knowing yourself by knowing another. 
Love is unwavering trust and faith in another to make choices in your absence and on your behalf. 
Love is eternal, extending beyond the temporal and into the transcendent. 
Love is everything that all else is not. 
Love is.
Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
Old broken soul.
You seek the timeless eternal.
First you must know yourself.
Seek until love burns like an inferno.
Which consumes, but does not destroy. 
To be captured, and yet free.
Breathe. 
One day you will be united.
The beautific vision is on the horoizon
The encompassing is at your fingertips,
But it is still beyond your grasp.
Believe.
Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
The howling wind it does not know
The great delight in love so cold
To feel the air beneath my feet
To be with you, oh what a treat

The valley covered in fresh snow
Spring is coming, or so i'm told
Gentle moments, embrace the feeling
This heart of mine you are surely stealing
Andreus Soprano Mar 2013
King of the jungle, tall and proud.
My luxurious mane, soft and sound.
Warrior preparing for battle.
Hear my roar, mighty and loud.

Mediocrity, chains of mindless cattle.
Better to die than follow the crowd.
I stand ready; they dumbfound.
Blink of an eye, their world crumbles.

Flight of the lone to the Alone
Watch me as I stand my ground.

— The End —