cometh darkness thou waith

thy dance thou dos't do

avialath thou thy cometh

beginst thine fervor

thou blot

thine morrow's mist

ast thou ensue thine ubiety

whist thou educe

thine loveth hence

thine beauty kisseth

thy lambent duskness

cometh darkness thou waith

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the wind came by today
it wanted to play
seizing the leaves
rolling them here and there
spiraling Heaven ward
gracefully dancing
soaring in the race
free falling long and slow

the wind came by today
it wanted to play
harder now then when
it broke the limbs
tantrum all abound
throwing things
in fits of rage

the wind came by today
it wanted to play
gentler now then when
softly caressing
the bumps it brought
shiverings up then down

the wind came by today
it wanted to play
soothing now then when
carrying warmth
inviting depths
expanding evermore

the wind came by today
it wanted to play
bored with me
waving as it went away

Lovely, Lovely come and smother.
Lonely is this putrid slumber.
Satan’s allure shines in the night
To blacken pure hearts without plight.

Burning, lusting tempts within:
When will my virtue end?
He persuades “This is right
To give up without a fight.”

Lonely, Lonely still am I.
Untouched, Unloved in man’s eye.
For I do not give what is mine.
For purest souls meet divine.

Bored and lonely is my life.
God is my lover, I his wife.
Corrupt can gawk at pure charm
But doing duty does no harm.

I mean it
this will be clear, no poetry or sparkles
no birthday candles on the cake
there are
a few ways to serve truth and
I am not familiar with any of them;
I am glad you don't hide in the bathroom to eat your lunch anymore
I am glad when you found love you pushed it away because it wanted more
than you ever had in your organs
I am glad you fight the diseases you've invented
I am glad that over the phone angels drop out of your mouth
and fight the monsters in my stomach
there is such a thing as good violence
no one has won yet
but
the fight is
pure

Oh, my love
If you were at the level of my madness,
You would cast away your jewelry,
Sell all your bracelets,
And sleep in my eyes.