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Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
Me and you
And this blissfulness
Called dream love
Realizing that
One plus one
Equals one
As a forever truth
Realizing that
One plus One
Equals me and you
As a forever truth
When the sounds become feelings
And the feelings become sounds
In this dualism of love
Very similar with
The particle-wave
Dualism of light.
When the unique bliss
Means me and you...
Category: Poetry
MCN: C7MNH-VCG58-TASX1
© copyright Mon Nov 08 10:51:00 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From A beauty on fire
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
The dark beauty
Grieving my darkness
The red meat
And the blood of my sadness
Carving in the sand.
Its shadow

The scissor
Lurks in grass
Soft violently.
The buds astir
And the returning sap through the
Needles eye

But never wayward yearning
To share the string wave
Where you brought it up.
After starting then stopping
Then restarting,

Forever

Because two feelings meet
For becoming then one,
Like words entwining
To give life unto that is itself,
When the cloud flushes the wound.
Category: Poetry
MCN: C7MNH-VCG58-TASX1
© copyright Mon Nov 08 10:51:00 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From A beauty on fire
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
It was a fool's game that should not begin
And you played it without honest rules
If you thought that you will always win
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools

If you thought that you can get me easy
And you tried to do this without honest rules
If you thought that my way to be is ******
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


If you thought that you can hunt me slowly
And you danced this without honest rules
If you thought that I will love you only
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


It was a morbid dance without real feelings
A dance of wishes without honest rules
If you thought that love means mutual dealings
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools

If you thought that you will be a winer
In this love fight without honest rules
If you thought I'm a cake at your dinner
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools


And if you thought you can get everything
In this world of yours without honest rules
If you thought that I'm an easy stupid thing
Well it's wrong 'cause it's a game for fools
Category: Poetry
MCN: C7MNH-VCG58-TASX1
© copyright Mon Nov 08 10:51:00 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From A beauty on fire
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
A white bird flying at day
Or a black bird flying at night
Or a black bird flying at day
Or a white bird flying at night
Black and white, black over white 
Oh,my Lord, how painful can be 
This need of touch in his absence
White and black, white over black
Oh,my Lord, how painful can be 
This absence of his touch
Black penetrating white
And white penetrating black
Never finding the gray.
Category: Poetry
MCN: CDXA6-8SNLU-71NDM
© copyright Mon Dec 27 19:25:35 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From The prison of my mind
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
Sometimes I'm over and often in
My crying jail 
Like a hand of a corporate body
Encompassing both belonging
To that sadness.
An inflexible realness
Forcing eyes
To speak 
Against that malignant silence 

Upon that lower lip,
Forcing that bloodcurdling 
Inner scream to be 
An outer space song 
When it's pushed through fractured teeth
Into a totally weird reality 
Like a shadow of 
An incomprehensible dream
With inlaid hopes
This reality slipping out
When I awake alone 
To nurture my love
In my painful freedom
MCN: CDXA6-8SNLU-71NDM
© copyright Mon Dec 27 19:25:35 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From The prison of my mind
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
When I look into your eyes  I see their light
Our relationship seems to be  indestructible
I give myself to you  and  I hold you so tight
Being with you ,our dreams are achievable.


We are together and explore  our  perfect universe  
Because together we can  prevail everything
We are one being, seemingly living in reverse
You fulfill my desire,you get my heart on a string.

When you penetrate me I become another being
You take everything from me and give me everything
It is like a dawn of our souls , another awaking
We love each other so  much,we feel like exploding


It is a  connection between  the hearts , the  soul and  the body
We dance our feelings  , our tears, our thoughts and  our passion.
Dancing in rhythm with stars,our  love we need to embody
Dance is deeper,  intricately intertwined, the impetus of our vision.

Ecstatic movements and  rumbles  of  our  minds  and our  souls
We swallow each other's  ideas  ,more deep ,it is  like madness
Until  we understand the naturally flowing rhythm of  our existence
We  feel every  part of our molecular  structure,we relieve the sadness.


We understand our bodies language,with polar reactions in this romance
Being without you  ,I'm like a  little star, losing  its mass and its ray
But when I'm with you,  your love   enhances me and get me in trance
And we  become  two souls dancing the love dance  in the same clay.
Category: Poetry
MCN: CL8LN-X9USP-JYE2C
© copyright Mon Apr 19 23:05:35 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From The prison of my mind
Marieta Maglas Oct 2011
I ride on your  thighs  and  I  embrace  you  with  my  both  hands
The wind scraps our sweet  deep  love dance  off with the sudden gusts
Our  swift  flicks  it  several  times, its tip  just  touching the wet sand.
The sky is blue, leaves  of  our  tree are covered with  orange  rust.

My hands moved down your  body before reaching your  warm hips
The   predation   tremor  in  the  life dance of  thrills  flounder
Cradling my body in your arms my  lips are against your lips
You make  me shiver as my eyes wandered endlessly over.


You take  steps, make the turn  into , become a part of  my dance.
I feel  an explosion of dawn light  ,stirrings of herald
You gonna take me to a place where  I can be so high in trance
It is a  new world in the  grain and  love in your eyes of emerald.


You keep real close, lover whispers , I fly to the heavens’ high
You run  fingers through my hair,  dance  lips  in orbital circle
Another rip in the space time continuum, and a return of fry,
Our love makes slain the  deity who is surrounding our crepuscle.
Category: Poetry
MCN: CMAHB-W7NXV-GAJQF
© copyright Sun Apr 11 20:24:17 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From The prison of my mind
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