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An igneous rock, she took from the garden,
our rendezvous and presented as her heart to me.
It turned red at once and winked to my soul
in a cryptic  primordial code,  beams of light flash
telling  our love had begun  somewhere beyond  time.

Distinct memory I have, it was glowing within the galaxy,
of billion silver stars, kept in the chest of immortality,
when we burned and burned to blend in each other's light,
"Come to me" beckoned her flame in intermittent pulses.

And I came to her in this garden, light years down,
we forget time, the spirit we are, living in elements ever,
matter and energy in  an interchanging embrace, love in essence
to her "SHAKTHI" I am the  "SHIVA, pervading in the cosmic  vastness.
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
PrttyBrd
In the darkness of night, or by the light of day
Waiting for hours with nothing to say
When wonder turns worry and knowledge to doubt
The truth becomes lies and silence to shout
The louder the cry the more muffled the plea
Lost miles away from where we should be
Open and honest and ugly and raw
Without wasting time with the hem and the haw
Memories fight oversights hidden by masks
Begging a thought is a torturous task
Still waiting for a hint or a clue or a sign
That the strength of a heart beats the power of mind
2215
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
lX0st
Don't chalk me up as a bad habit
When I'm the only one that kept you sober.
And how dare you lick
The perfume from your lips
Moments before you kiss mine.
Devour your drink, lover;
Remind us who you are.
And when your eyes gloss over
Don't chalk me up as just a bad habit
When I'm the only one that kept you sober.
You reap what you sow.
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
lX0st
I stumble as if intoxicated
But reek of agony instead.
Not even the strongest liquor
Could rinse you from my head.
While thinning the blood in my veins
My heart pounds to what you said.
Though I would rather you love me,
You would much rather be dead.
Praying, praying, praying this drink puts me to bed.
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
lX0st
Rounds
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
lX0st
Tell me, love, is it worth the fight,
To return only to you each night?

Tell me, love, is it worth the pain,
To examine your face and discover disdain?

And tell me, love, when I say goodbye,
Will you even care to ask me why?
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
PrttyBrd
In his hand he holds a heart
A heart that was once her own
It has no wings to fly away
To where the PrttyBrd has flown

Since it could not follow
It awaited the return
To dwell in the empty cavern
Of a love that will ever burn

Ne'er to be filled with purpose
As the cavern is sewn in steel
The fire will char the surface
Where there is nothing left to feel

She could not bear the weight
Upon her wings so frail
A heart so full of love
Returned to no avail

For it had beaten just for her
Though she never realized
She had thought she set him free
But epitomized his demise
2415
 Feb 2015 lloyd britton
PrttyBrd
Forgive my thoughtless words
Forgive my careless heart
Forgive my open nature
And the pain it doth impart

I beseech your inner kindness
I beseech your loving soul
I beseech you to have mercy
For the lies I never told

If I'd shown you all my love
If I'd truly let you see
If I'd made sure you had known
You're the greatest part of me

Perhaps my nothing words
Would mean nothing more to you
Than the frothy fluff they're meant to be
They're not the evil that I do
2415
I'm sorry
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