A ready mind becomes
to shatter my
The past is but a mirror,
yet through it
I see clearer,
a wound deep carved
In ways, it's never
Renew your vows,
as the wolf howls,
and now your spirit
burns this hide.
Again, again with
you needn't see,
you're not danger
A ready mind endures
it hides away the wounds
An eerie call,
some words begin
but focus for it's time,
the black crow is perched
Embrace the thought
in ways we're free
Us differ from
no masters here, no slaves
My ready mind
with need to help
A shadow in the night
this lonely wish for just
So what if death is mine
a peacful mind is born
if my example stays
Running like young eyes
where falling mists have trailed sultry lips
over brimming fields of steepled flame,
tears of laughter transform translucent snapshots
Flushed cheeks glow brilliantly against trampled strands,
a meadow's mane ruffled by anxious feet,
(combed through life and seasons reaping hand.)
Seeping earth, where soiled doves lay, skin pale
pricked by heavens torrential sighs.
Await my love.
See billowing clouds, as feathers filter light,
the winter steals a kiss, a promise.
The bitter wind is a passionate Heathcliff
wary of Catherine's simple dress.
Still, her ethereal garb beckons his perusal.
He drives the mighty storm to her door.
Watch how snow lists gently down
welcoming vows and stowing secrets
beneath an icy glaze.
Tranquility would never be complete
without the sharp slap of weeping
When I find myself with you
I find myself in not only this moment
But in all the moments to come
to have and to hold
from this day forward.
It’s the Saturday mornings
with their lazy light
and the birds crisp songs
and all the trials and battles
stand still as we remember,
for better or for worse
And the Tuesday nights
as the keys hit the table
after a long day is over
when work was rough
and the week has just begun,
for richer or for poorer
It’s in the Sunday afternoons
as the sun traces its way across the sky
and we rejoice in what we have
whether it be hard or heartening
or the good and the better,
in sickness and in health
Its then that I think of you
In a thousand little moments yet to come
And its then I must remember
to not be so excited for forever
that I forget it is happening right now,
‘til death do us part.
Romeo promised to run away with me
to a castle where it was for us only
and I held his hand and started moving
to an empty house I sad waiting
for I was to filled up with lies of true love
that I didn't see he crossed his fingers
and now he fled with Juliet
to an island where they shall meet
so I pulled out my heart and closed my mind
soon after Romeo and Juliet had died
and I was left shattered and dead inside
May we forever be lovers,
May we forever be friends,
And should we hurt each other,
May we quickly make amends.
May we enjoy our passion,
But never let compassion die,
Thinking in selfless terms as we,
Never emphasising I.
May we forever be soul-mates,
May our love eternally last,
May the food of love sustain us,
May we never have to fast.
May we use each other’s strengths,
When we are feeling weak,
May we both learn to compromise,
And always as one voice speak.
May we never keep dark secrets,
May we never tell each other lies,
May we both work unceasingly,
To ensure our love never dies.