Strands of light cross my wall. Full moon through the blinds So bright it shines within a city without stars. It bobs in a murky brown pond. Mosquito satellites **** by. I'm enthralled by its loneliness. In a city without stars, the moon conducts the in the streetlamp orchestra Though it's a solemn life she leads May she never dream. May she never wish. Long as we exist, she's shrouded, but as long as we do, she is loved.
Howling to an unseen moon Pale luna, Shine upon me your light Beam upon my eyes But a ray of moonlight Dance across reflections On the dark waters edge Dance in your light Oh pale luna
Enchant me, enthrall me With your mysterious allure Your gaze, your wonder My most dazzling, brilliant muse Shine upon me your grace Your nature illusive Just escaping my grasp Brushing delicately past my fingertips Pale luna Oh pale luna
Bless me with your wisdom Bestow upon me your gentle touch But a simple gesture Would grant me a great Vast embrace of the heart Without hands, yet ever So tender and warm Against the cold, dark night.
Unto Him I am glued my King of Prussia. oxytocin- dopamine dilated his pupils inside his blue green as I entered Him, eons ago, and never came out He left but returned to my abode for me or his Tequila. I wanted to fall down crying beg him to take me with him to his heaven Saving me from the hellish existence But pain was greater then tears to convince HIM. ~~ Into his song YESTERDAY I merged and with one voice we often sing it from that time on and on. I became his song his moon and stars. Although our fame sleeps as beauty rested in a glass coffin; with one leap across the gap chaos that one butcher with medical ignorant lies opened up and three of us got evaporated.
With one song each in heart we bridged that chasm. In his art we thrive yet for long.
To Him to his heart of gold I slowly walk to, his ancient bride. Into our holy temple of forever, straight to his heart and open arms United in one single thought. Our own Taj Majal to reign we did plan to build.
Into mine eye pupils, grasping all of his substance in his light projecting all was received My intergalactic time traveler. Interchangeable we are.
In me he finds more than wisdom he finds truth a true artist. Our true love bittersweet.
Before Him I Joyfully crumble kneeling As he embraces my swollen teary eyes and merging me Into to his heart and arms I surrender grace, charm and complete trust. There! In confining solitude In the darkest of mine nights My brightest sunny days it's him I hear, love and seek. I understand, worship and adore him forever more He's my true love! Luna tell Him! That I love him the most. ~~~~~~ Mr. And Mrs Andrew And Karijinbba. All rights reserved
each night I stare down at my love. supine, she lies staring into the sky above. with the melancholic hues of her eyes, tear tracks reflecting in the light and sweet little lips that told sweet little lies. why does she come out here late at night? for her longing expression could be my demise!
oh, but how beautiful a demise that would be! though that means I can no longer be in sight... that we could never be her and me.. but at least then I couldn't taunt or smite and take away her small feeling of glee! but with silent ideals - we are two worlds apart. and I could never be a true devotee.. because our star crossed love is a tragic work of art.
My eyes alight softly upon pale velvet waxing Whose grace is as weightless as a tilting feather Slowly orbiting between gentle arches Caressing the space that separates two hearts And minds locked in a tidal waltz
Waning, my gaze shifts to supple curves Outlining the crescent shaped body Which loving light reflects in full As the beats of my pulse rapidly impact Scaring the surface with my every rotation That births a new phase with every rise Yet sets my sights again upon distant beauty Teasing the mind to reach out and embrace my muse Relenting to the gravity ever drawing me nearer Until we collide in throes of violent passion Two bodies merging in the fires of love To become one forever more