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To  take  a  leap
Into the unknown
            Is terrifying        
       For comets do flow
         On the Tao on their own!
Alter the sweet sparks
Sizzle and crack
In bliss and surprise
      ~Where do you go Poet~
                 with divine affection
only mortal poems know how to
not
Hold on the edge of You~
  Transcendence that soothes me~
         Feathers from your flight~
             Consciously chased by
                  The
                  Impermanence of    
                       Your
                 Vivacious streams
        Transforming into the Raven
  Brooks
   Whisperings of your favorite
       Fountainescue poetry books
         Dancing~embraced!
  Radiance aglow~quadrophonics
Unutterably enchanting
     Glorious Swans of Sound Nebulae
         Swimming Endlessly~on Thou~
                 Laser beam gaze to my heart's
            Golden dream Fabulae.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic love/ox
 Oct 2015 Shileigh22
Deon
There are stories in the mirror
I read them everyday
Each day a new story
Different from yesterday's

Each day I read something new
But some stories turn out blue
Each mirror tells a story
To a stranger or friend
The stories they tell
Are different but never end

Each mirror tells a story
When it's in the light
But grows quiet and cold
If the moon is in sight

There are stories in the mirror
I hear them all the time
Just look in the closet
They are waiting to be told
there is always a something new about us each day and you'll find out if you look in the mirror everyday
 Oct 2015 Shileigh22
Deon
Thoughts
 Oct 2015 Shileigh22
Deon
Are there any moments
When you read a book
Or hear a song
A phrase maybe
And the thoughts
Of the one you once loved
Crosses your mind
 Oct 2015 Shileigh22
Frostley
She is the vindictive snow
Beautiful, cold causing her chilling touch to leave me numb
She creates an overload of dopamine for me
But like I said she left me numb
She compressed limerence upon me
The concentric feelings I have for her  linger
This contours her opaque heart
Leaving her pliable words lay rendering in my mind
She applies this solvent to it leaving me broken
Forlorn she left me
Yet, the tactile, numbing sensation keeps me going
For she is the one I love
Causing our hearts to be diptych artwork off our hinges.

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