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 Feb 2017 brandon nagley
ThePoet
I have oceans of emotions
but my mind is numb
These shallow lines of confines
my words have become

I've been strong for so long
but it's made me weak
And these screams in my dreams
are the whispers I speak

©
her golden fullness
wanton astride
peaked horizon

moon-ravaged
impassioned night
bites down hard
His Truth.
His Light.
His Life-Giving Word.
Enters in.
Healing all my broken places.
Mending.
Every scar.
Keeping me.
From falling
apart.
.
We were stormy, at arms,
So brave on the heather bluffs,
Starry eyes would nae surrender,
Nor great battered seas, to us above.

You took me with a shy shrug,
My flesh broke about violet skies,
I rushed to greet your body greedy
On dizzy bluffs, so dangerously high.

I could not move away from you,
So tangled were we becoming near,
Your touch was rapier, on fire, lethal,
My heart was stricken, punctured there.

In one just moment we destroyed
Each other, blood laden within bliss,
Both of us conquered on the sea bluffs,
Rivals implode to smithereens, by first kiss.
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