Take a breath
Close your eyes
Nebulas
Blooming bright
Alibis
**** a star
Pave the way
Lay the tar
Can't see
Burning trees
In the fields
The battlefield
Never leave
When I die
Orange skies
Cut me loose
Breathe anew
Hide the weak
For a week
Mute the meek
Tied my tongue
Kiss the sun
Reticent
Money's spent
No way out
Turn around
Scream aloud
Dying proud
Limitless
Consciousness
Endless pain
Soaking wet
****** rain
Cry alone
But not today
Ever feel that way?

If you leave me in the lurch,
And forget the withered leaves
Of my crumbling branches,
Don’t you dare come again!
May the colossal forest be your
Misadventure in seek for filling
Your profound emptiness.
Oh so grand! Deep in the forest;
I shall grow afresh into
The mighty oak that once
Stood its ground mightily;
Embodied in my towering sturdiness.

She told me it's unwise for me,
To be close to her,
She asked me to flee,
From her hellfire,
That's what she claimed to be,
A living hell,a moving cluster,
Yet,I stay committed to sinning,
Maybe my soul desire to be a king,
On her surface,
And get closer to her fiery grace,
I don't want to part ways,
Still longs to be amazed by her face,
Still crave to be stunned by her gaze,
Want her shoulder as a place for my head to rest,
Even if it's hotter than a furnace.

I own me ~

You can hold me ~

Take me ~
but in the end ~

I Let you handle me

I own me ~

Neither your kiss or your caress,

will ever assigned myself to you

I enabled you to hold me ~

Willingly, Fully

My willingness for you
Knows no bounds
They say love is knowing flaws but loving nonetheless
And it's true
Because you are certainly not flawless
But my willingness for you
To touch and taste and love
Is endless and beyond anything that I have ever known before.

On your Marc, Get Set,  GO!!

3 Marks, in 2 days
A sign...
Obvious in fact.

First there was the Mark of the Cathedral
Perfect in It"s Reverence,
Baptism of Creativity.

Then, there was the Racehorse.
Faster than a speeding Bullet,
able to leap tall buildings with a single ping

And then finally,
the one whose name means Beautiful...
Artist, Creativity, Perfection..
the only one who matters...

Three Marks, one Anointing.
A confirmation of Love
An Ordination of Willingness

God's pen upon the paper.
the true Mark of Humanity
Blessing.

In all circumstances
Blessing.
Peace, Holy Spirit.

And So It Is.