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hello, blank page.
you invite me to
fill your ******
surface with
the inky blemishes.

words of woe.

you've never known
pain. loss. heartache.
you've never known
hunger, want, or war.
never been *****
or pillaged.
denuded of all
grace and dignity,

until now.
but, no. I won't
wake you in this way.

blank page.
there you are, still.
I will not use a
forceful pen, now.
but the tender
strokes of love poetry.
you will blush
yourself to the shades
of a peach.
in a passionate, yet gentle,
hand will I take you to

******

perhaps i will, with
an expansive hand,
inform you of nature
or faraway places.

or with the greatest care
illuminate your barrenness
with the most beautiful
calligraphy.

fill your blandness
with great truth
and enlightened ******.

beatific beauty

but for now
I only touch you,
and inform you of
your nakedness.
you've been willfully
ignorant.

you are,
after all,
only

FOOLSCAP


SøułSurvivør aka
writè of passage aka
Invisible inc
(C) 6/23/2017

My
Third eye
Clouded
Busy blurry skies
What have I done
To the you and I
To the me and you
That could never be
Drawn to these pleasures
Between these sheets
Smothering moonlight
Deep summer heat
Damping lust
Still no retreat
The flame burns
Even hotter
When You and I cheat
.....

Take my hand
and come with me
to dreams of love and lust
Where....drifting down
the blurry skies
the eye need not adjust,
Where....
moonlight dances merrily
reflecting us unseen.
The smoldering heat
of our united union,  
except to you and me
No need to worry
the things that we do
between the sheets
of carnal pleasure
that draws me to you.  
Together we will reach our peak
as we share this glorious night.
Lie with me beneath the moon
and feel its timeless flight.

A precious, single wildflower
All alone in a field
Of plush-green,

Ineludible beauty,
She stands-out in this meadow,
More beautiful than anything
My naked eyes
Have ever seen.

Alone, she stands tall,
Drawn to the sunlight,
Her beauty radiant
Like the sun,

As the sun sets,
On the plush-green blanket,
Gently she rests her fragile head;
Her moonlight dreams
Have now begun.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Day
Day is plain
By night
My matter transforms
Becoming ascendant

Day
Day is so plain
By night
I become someone else
Take my real form

Day is
the suffocation
By moonlight my
constricted lungs
are briefly fixed

The writer scratches a note to their side,
She moves through day to the night like bright lightning on the somber sky.

Giants in the land
A hint of the blood
Of an Englishman
Footprints on
The battle grounds
Death and destruction
Make another round
An eye for a blind eye
No one gets out alive
News at four
And more at five
How can our
Morals survive
Feeding a war machine
With innocent
Lives
Our silence
Lights up the night!


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