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Jayn 3d
In my solitude, I glimpsed a light I could not escape,  
Your laughter danced softly over my shoulder,  
Like the time I said I could never paint—  
And you, with a tender touch,
Held my hand and said,  
"I am the greatest masterpiece you'll ever create."  

I lost my way in your gaze;  
You told me it was I who brought you to life.  

White paint was out of reach, so my canvas stayed untamed.  
Red ran dry, so I bled deep to paint you unstained.  
Your hair brushed in black, a portrait unchained.  
I shaped your hands to mirror mine,  
So when I sought comfort,  
Yours would be the warmth I craved.

But now I search in desperate despair,  
To find the sketch of you in the back of my head.
It was all in my mind—engraved.  
So when I rot and fade away,  
You will remain beyond decay.
The writer of songs wishes to compose for his lover yet to come,
he asks the night if she will come as a floret in the wind
to caress him as a candle’s light, the lyrical harmony of
his beloved is clearer than the shower of the spheres
upon the deep violet petals, he rests into slumber
as a dreamlike vision appears of her hands softer
than velvet in motion upon the strings of the mandolin,
the gazes of him and her rivet as the one, gentle hymn of their souls,
he harrowly arouses then walks to his thistly rose garden, revelation
arrives to him so he returns home to begin the inking of the symbols
on the music sheet papers, through his symphonies, he
resolves to tell the endless fables of love and tragedy.
Phia Dec 3
I truly think our souls
Are eternally intertwined.
I will find you
And love you
In every lifetime.
showyoulove Dec 2
How deep is your love (for me)?
That stretches from sea to shining sea
How much higher than the mountains
Streams of life flowing down from endless fountains
How deep is your love for me?
It's a little overwhelming this Endless Love
To feel the weight of your glory falling from above
I am swept forward in this flood of grace amazing
Even now, ever new trails, my heart is blazing
One thing leads to another
And pretty soon I will discover
Rarely, are things as simple as it seems
For now, I'm in a place far beyond my wildest dreams
"How much do you trust me?"
"How deep is your love for me?"
Says the Lord, God of Hosts
It is in Christ's abundant mercy that my spirit boasts
We are playing now for high stakes
It's not a gamble when it's for souls' sake
Never was a time when the stakes have been higher
It is of critical importance, the situation is dire
Sometimes I marvel at your perfect timing
But I still need, at times, your gentle reminding
That Your generosity and love will not be outdone
And I would ask, Lord, let's keep having fun
May I disappear in you as you increase
And may the joy and wonder never cease
Written on day 49 of a 48 day challenge between me and God when I was raised to write another week and from there another 50 days after. The end result of the challenge was more than 250 writings in 2019.
A kiss is a taste of a union
that may or may not be.
Two souls dipping toes
in love's waters.
Before diving into its sea.
I've kissed you,
I know,
we were meant to be.
I've tasted
your soul,
Now swim with me.
https://youtu.be/GEafAaDxIjw?feature=shared
this poem has now been added to my you tube channel copy and paste the link above or search @tsummerspoetry on you tube.
Thanks.
silvervi Oct 21
We are lost souls
Together
But just for tonight.

Lost souls aren't able to find in each other salvation,
Our embrace is not our final destination.
Wary Oct 20
Were you beside me, I’d wish time to stand still,
With only us, untouched by the world’s will.
Enveloped in your arms, where peace could be found,
Listening to your heartbeat, a cadence so profound.
As if it were the lone sound the cosmos would weave,
A quiet symphony, only we could perceive.
Enveloped in each other's arms, listening to the most peaceful symphony
Wary Oct 19
Was it so effortless for you to cast me aside,
As though I had never dwelled within your heart, nor walked by your side?
Have you forgotten the beauty of the moments we shared,
When our souls intertwined, and nothing else compared?
Nothing can be compared with the beauty of the moments we shared
Atlas Moth Oct 11
Below their sight,
Their souls are inside their minds.
Hidden.
Reminded me of undertale
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