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Let the stars have the heavens
halo'ed in moonlight

let them rise and fall
upon the ethereal wings of angels

Let them sing their hymns
and arias

I will mind them not
for I long ago found paradise

here within your arms
my love.
You asked me, how I'm going to love you more?
How?
And when I'm going to give you more.
When?
And I just say be patience.
And be surprised.
All my amazements will come in time.

Why show your hand?
When the surprises won't be a surprise.
Everything, I do.
Everything, I promise you will shock your mind.

To the point, you'll be wondering where it coming from?
But it will be delivered to you with love.
Be patience.
Just be surprised of the love I'm giving to you at that time.

Be patience.
And take it it.
This love is coming from your best of best friends.
Which is me.
Rummaging noises that muscle into stark gravity

                           maiming
                                          black & white finishes
into the hands of young artists
                        and everyday geezers
                                          --drinking wine made for mad housewives.
                  We are seduced and strangled by this.

                  Spirits that knock seven times
on Hiroshima's soul that                       levitates through
                      planet Earth's oceans
                         --how can we not pull a ****
                      from our sweaty palms?
                                          Gods, and doors, and chalk spittle
                 that gores the gorilla's back in the abyss
                                threatening hopeful snow--the lifting of applauding
            violins. We are seduced and strangled by this.
  
                                        Cultural amoeba--
               the dimensional of minds
                                   --made up of blank smoke
                         and film negatives.
    And oh!
  How the gasoline pours rainbows
                  on the pavement, fertilizing the crosswalks
        where we danced...
                          seduced and strangled by this.
 Apr 2013 FredErick le Roux
Nick
........Sail away with me
Though little time left
                   I promise
!
!
!
The best is yet to be.......
 Apr 2013 FredErick le Roux
Mia
You thought it wouldn't come to this
Wearing your heart upon your sleeve
Going down the winding road
With love before you,
Thoughts behind you.
You're actually surprised?
You should have listened when i said:
It won't last, it never does.
Joke's on you, i was right.
I told you, didn't I?
Why are you crying?
Wasting more tears than you can count
On that scoundrel.
He won't wipe them
Or hold you.
You know this.
You're just hiding expecting me to stop.
I don't stop.
I go on and on and on.
Annoying , isn't it?
That i tell you the future?
And yet you ignore me and bolt
Into the wilderness at twilight.
It never lasts, this blindness.
Your eyes adjust to the semi dark
And suddenly perfection has blemishes.
Don't count on anything but yourself
It's all fickle and ambiguous
And that too will change.
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