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Jan 2014
I am the night sky embodied on this bleeding earth,
I am the essence of dreams made human,
I am the oncoming darkness,
The Bridger of the storms.
Yet tonight, in the soft embrace of your pale arms,
Caught in the web of my love for you,
I am woefully mortal and vulnerable.
A soft moon shines upon the two of us,
You the light of the day,
One whose smile lights up the sun,
And I. I am not unknown to mankind,
Yet we are strangers.
I am cursed to walk the dreams of all but yours.
And so, I am all the sins, hopes, dreams and agonies of the countless that I have come across in my forbidden travels,
Yet none. None as beautiful as the one I behold tonight,
None as radiant.
The soft glow of your pale skin,
Manages to slowly tame the raging beast which is my heart,
Stop cries experience.
Detest says the mind
You shall be lost again says my heart
Yet if that is the price for this joy,
Why not?
And so it begins.
Raw lust mixed with passion and love,
Twisting, turning, gyrating,
The limits of your consciousness melding as one,
With the holy unison of our flesh,
This fleeting moment.
I wish and hope that I can freeze this with me forever,
Yet this forever, this eternity of mine is fleeting.
Already as the sun rises,
My essence fades,
Away from thee my love.
Yet when you feel alone,
Look into the depths of your shadows. I shall be there for you,
A woeful lament of love and desire
Atlas Rover
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