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Touched by your fiery lips
my lips gently turned red,
streaming blood
sang to your heart,
your speaking fingers
on my chest, neck
and shoulder blades
are garrulous.
it's a fire dance
of two molten stars
blurring time limits
making our skin ablaze
like the sun's morning flames.
Your eyes transmit love,
transcendence pure happens:
an urge to fuse and become one.
our hearts that sing has turned gold,
two golden birds at flight
as one, shoot up in to the sky
to explore limits.
I am a haze, you too,
body mind and spirit
aren't different, we are
not two or limited,
this moment ablaze sits
on the lap of eternity.
Thoughts so deep
a million fathoms
inside they creep
such a dark chasm
inside of my mind
a space unbounded
i try just to find
a truth unfounded
A few lines of words for you
because i think it's overdue
cant you just see what is true?
do you ever think things through?
everyone has their own mind
forget what you know and unwind
get in touch with what makes you blind
here you will find your own sign
i cannot see the way that you see
just because you say it should be
**** the act and be set free
let new things in and do not flee
more things will come to those who seek
never disguise words when you speak
only a closed mind is for the weak
protecting themselves with tongue in cheek
quit using fantasy to shield your eyes
regrets will come to those who despise
settle in to a new way, reach new highs
to win is to live a life of comprimise
understanding can go such a long way
verbal acceptance will start a new day
with a closed mind, the same thoughts stay
xanadu in your mind can surely pay
you just have open up and you will change
zen can come along with all that's strange
Use your pen to be expressive
express yourself and be impressive
impress your will to be progressive
progress of the muse possessive

possessed by another expression
expressing myself is my obsession
obsessing over words in succession
succeeding is hopeful in every session
You can't get blood from a rose
but you can get blood from a nose
just one punch and it flows
just one smack and there it goes

you can't teach an old dog new tricks
but you can try, just for kicks
not even just fetching sticks
the mind that's trained, then conflicts

you can't move while in a pose
you pose well though i suppose
it's all highs and never lows
can't you see that you're froze
DO SOMETHING DIFFERENT....BREAK THE MOLD
Marching off to the abyss with a fallen face
to be gone forever and lost without a trace
filled with discontent felt for losing the race
tired, legs are dead, can't keep up the pace

coffins inside of a coffin, a horrendous fate
suffering, sentenced to dying at a slow rate
too proud to end the suffering, so they wait
like broken and lost angels standing at the gate

dragging feet heard through the grapevines
sifting through the same obsolete lines
sitting on top of their own last human signs
not even moving as their hope declines
all the tombstones look the same in this place
where poets go to die
FORESIGHT

Gotta get up off the floor right, and do more right, we need to use our foresight -- we need to do more for bright, ignore spite, we got to face this chore right -- we better reach the core plight, before night, maybe we need to have more fight -- time to explore light, open the door knight, it's time to implore flight


HINDSIGHT

You have to get your mind right, no more blind sight, we need to use our hindsight-- we need to try to shine light, combined right, we got to face this bind right -- we better reach the declined flight, combined might, maybe we need to have a kind bite -- time to remind fright, open the find right, it's time to look behind sight
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