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Nat Lipstadt Dec 2015
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Dialogue and Oratory Between
SPT and Nat:

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At the Intersection of
Perfection & Beauty,
By Blue Candlight


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come let us by and by,
soon meet,
under blue moon candle lit sky,
at this worthy intersection of
beauty and perfection,

be together,
contained,
yet unconstrained

let us speak of what
we see and sense,
come to come
to know,
of what does not appear
in this world easy readily,
what lies between
two points,
sharing,
needy of,
crossing destination revelations

It's said of beauty,
once uncovered and
gazed upon whole,
be visible only at the
bottom of the bin of the
picked-threw,
it was here, where, perfection
once was lost
and may yet now be found,
where souls,
singled and singed,
seek to find of,
the perfection lost,
the untarnished beauty
within ones self

from the meadow can be seen
The Field Where Wonderment  Grows,
wild is the bounty of colored beauty
then
and only there,
can oan one,
locate, judge and
accept
what never departs
a self


at the road'meeting point,
at our time and place
appointed,
arrived but come
disappointed,
crossed and creased
by the journeys
travels and travails,
burnt blind,
eyes by life's headwinds,
singled and singed,
and the mind disbelieves, doubts,
the existence verily,
of the locale,
beauty & perfection
from Feb. 21, 2015

Spontaneously combusted; collaboration by, SPT /Nat Lipstadt
'Twas for the first kiss
Reconnecting steps
Together filling spaces
A hallmark of events
Crossing bridges burning touches
Lacing fingers enhanced
A finality
Of our final descent

our smiles
connected,
a pathway molecular
a synapse over distance
thru mindfulness,
two poets embrace
their eyes closed
while opening for the last of the
first times

It was then
she embraced his voice
For not reading his words
For the first of the last time
Tracing his lips
Embarking eternal

lastly the first
was the best,
the fluids tasted
for the first time
we're the most pleasant
scars upon lips
that never forgot nor ever
obtain the same
sense of greatness,
though not for wont,
though not for want,
for such is nature,
Tis the first
that is the most
lasting

Please come back
I'll miss you ever more
It was just like that
I turned to look
And you were gone
Leave but don't leave me
I'll be here when you tire
On bended knee
Like pillars of strength
Surmounted by you
Together we shall
Be the bridge
That together bond
What could never be gapped
You and I
By time and space
Please, I beg you
Look back

look back, an impossibility,
the ******* word lock that joins two poets
at the lips, the hips, at the places
light never sees,
defies atom splitting,
defines the fire pillars
leading us through the dessert

No leaving what is yourself
Physics denies as a first principle,
the circularity of spontaneous combustion
cannot be severed ever,
and he lover/loved her from the first
teasing message, and the last
first poem kiss,
that closed their
sensual space

For they were each others first
And last
To leave
With a kiss
What words could never express
Spontaneously combusted
katarina  Jan 2018
Strangers Skin
katarina Jan 2018
Isn't this strange?
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Your fingers glide over my expansive flesh
Raising goosebumps where they left

Doesn't this feel good? You say,
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Yes it does, I whisper
As we try to wrap our bodies closer

You cling to me
Two strangers touching strangers skin
We breathe together, gazes locked
I love yous should be on our lips

But we only just met
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Perhaps we simulate the stranger,
The one we wish we were really with

Your skin is a glow in warm yellow light
Two strangers touching strangers skin
Careful of the romantics of your body in candlight
After all, we were strangers at the beginning of the night.
#strangers #skin #strangersskin #romantic #candlelight #warmth
The Sadhana of God's Love
is a blissful employment
from rising sunlit tides of dawn
to iridescent dusk


my hymn floods


the rubescent horizon

Spending time with You,

Divine Self


soothes the furrowed brow


heals the broken heart

Lilac shadows steal through the 
Prayer room


delicate footprints
Gods and Goddesses
make their presence
 known


Happily I ignite 
warm, inviting glow
candlight and camphor incense


while settling down softly
in
 the blue meditation chair

my gaze ascends 


venerated, timeless vedic scriptures
unfold
beautiful words, fragrant pinions


waft through the universe
recalling God's majesty and glory

Hari
!

Your myriad names and leelas 

a glorious testament, celebration
to all that is good and virtuous


dances 
across my japa mala


anointing body, mind and spirit

with true peace


Gossamer wings brush
past my flushed face
shimmering in the quicksilver luminosity

I feel You so radiantly near

Yes, it is possible
with dedicated devotion
and spiritual practice
for us to experience the
ineffable Presence of God
betterdays Nov 2014
wind rattling the windows
while rain drenches all

blucat prowling
checking window and doors

the small boy snuggles
and listens to dreams

mothers and father
play scrabble, by candlight

the storm has won,
the electricity has gone

and now lights up
the clouded sky
Htown stylez flo,



Yeah they wanna know how i do it, rap so fluid,
Running into ya brain,
Copy print version, of *******,
Deeper than Roman,
Charmaine, lovely girl, i used to bang back then,
Back when, i was covered in sin,
Still living,
No jiving, everday saint tryna stay wise and,
Changed my name, but the game the same,
Rerange the letters in Satans,
See the hunting, at the end,
Yo aint no frontin,
Knocking at the door, heavens gates aint got no waits,
Used to be a follower, of the world,
Now i say, **** the world,
Im just living here,
Tryna save souls,
No not showing you christ,
I just dimmed the darkness, now im a candlight,
Attrracted many *** in too **** bright,
Seven signs, with seven mines, invisible hidden times,
Aint no got no numbers,
Used to be in the slumber,
Army jeep hummers,
From every nation, setting America for the situation,
I seen the receipts,
We bankrupt no money for us,
For us, i pay attention to calculus, trust,
Only in self and some family, aint good for ya health,
But im just vibing the song,
Follow the words,
So you can feel the words along,
Perfec harmony,
Matching the crys, of Hathaway,
Im feelin' like Penny, no magic,
But i gotta take the hard way,
No matter what they say,
The **** gets harder everyday,
Your letters.
Are what guides me through the day
Giving me hope when mines is fading
Watching half broken stars still trying shine
Wishing I was alone in your arms
Counting the days until I see those beautiful
Blue eyes that me make fall all over again
Writing poems by candlight while making you
Live on each line that I write.
#write #candlelight #fall #over

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