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 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
ryn

will
you take
me into your
space...•cradle
me upon       the
sultry limbs      of
your        nebulous
grace•the expansive
arms of the universe,
where            peaceful
slumber awaits•your
poetry    laden comets,
bore      abundant love,
all towed     in freights•
gingerly drinking in the depth
of your face•seemingly blindfolded,
i'll tread each dark  crater•my head in
a swirl        of your  majestic         trace•
where        I would stumble         upon
V              a love ever so...             V
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 Nov 2014 Artaxerxes
Adele
I am a nightingale,
singing for a lonely heart
Healing a wound,
with mine open wide
Stitching one by one,
you won't see
what I'm trying to hide
All you can hear,
is me singing you a lullaby
Humming the deepest note,
just for you to hear
crooning every word,
watching you float
Closing your eyes,
while I kiss you Goodnight
I am a nightingale,
but my heart's just too frail

11/14/14

**-Adele
Tell me it isn't true
That there is a science to everything
In all things measurable
Please PLEASE don't let love be one of them
If love is quantified
Then we are chained to it
As the flame draws wax from wick
The end is in site
And we extinguish along with it
Let's take a moment
To think this over
Do we even know what we're feeling?
Or doing?
Are we just saying what we say
to make ourselves feel right about it?
The bad outweighs the good
We're trying
Trying
It's a noble effort
To make ourselves
Feel
Justified
The further away
The stronger the pull
The lesser the doubt
The wilder the drive
The warmer the heart
The greater the want
The tighter the embrace
The deeper the love
How I feel
As it is understood to myself
I know
I find myself in a moment
That is all mine
No one else at this moment
Feels this
It is only I
No one else is seeing this
From my angle
No one else's heart is beating as mine is
Along with the sound of it
We may all feel a rush
But it is different for all of us
This is mine
I could take centuries to describe it to you
But it would NEVER be right
It will ALWAYS be mine
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