what am i about
giving you no gifts
unable to pin
my finger on a theme
phenomenal you
with whom i play away the year,
yearned love from a decade's dream
you've swayed into the real
to flesh it here and interrupt all Being
with a node of savvy personality
i lessen if i think my words can measure
that, how you emerge there, change
come across the shore of presence, waves of filtered seas
deeply you have gone and risen from within
expanding metaphor in a lambency of ageless gazing at the stars
and giving all a joyful undercurrent swim.

luffa vines abound, for future shiny backskins arching bliss--
shedding all, i snake my way around the roots--
the yellow sheen fades and pupils zero intimate
a finer lived experience... ripe intrusion truly love in tune with
tips of sneezing hearts, curling toes unite, shout
an intertwining pelvic orbit vaster space to yet unmake
unspoken pleasures wide in everpresent fontanels
the spectra plenum here again, next breath, ends of in, ends of out

Dim lights still glow
I left them on
For you only to know

Shedding lambency on my faults
I study stars jump out of planes
You see meteors do the same thing

Two wrongs make a pattern
One must fail
The uptick corkscrew found on this trail

We reach for starlight
You kept me on
It's bright out here

Connecting flights with lost signal
You flew to the wishing well
Stars still fall from planes

He said he's used to living in the dark,
That he knows every demon from his past,
That he isn't afraid of dying--let alone being hurt.

And all I could think of was,
WHAT THE ****
How can something so beautiful be so broken,
How can someone so delicate be exposed to culpability.

Let me mend you, with my light.
It's not as bright, but I hope to bring you comfort.
Smother you with lambency,
And lay you down in a bed of reassurance.

I affirm to love you endlessly,
That will never change,
My love for you is not meaningless,
As the day turns into the night,
May love shall always shine bright,

In the fall the leaves fall to the ground,
The wind blows them and away they go,
My love for you will always be around,
You can be assured pain you felt from others,

I will reconcile to show that not all are
Like the others,
Oh my passion will glow with lambency,
Surrounding you and all you hold dear,

I will brighten your darkest days,
That will enliven all your life,  
And swelter through bleak cold eves,  
My arms and love will consistently be yours,

As my arms grasp the dominance
of your Beauty,  
My life is like a flambeau in your hand,
In lighting the darkness of our lives,  
When obscurity falls upon us,  

A perpetual light of love is the
Affection toward the one loved,  
A lingering light of loves significant,
Matter and devotion of ENDLESS LOVE"

the red glow, gentle, not as vertiginous as the air,
is saved only by its ethereal nature
from being swept up into the churning night.

it is this same nature that condemns it to
suffuse into the blooming blue lambency-
which is now green. and now peach.

even feigning surprise becomes impossible
in this place of transmutation
when examined by the soul

those with physical forms are not spared either
but some are more mutable than others:

peach juice, for example, ripens with glycerol, and relinquishes
its color when it diffuses into wine
which holds its color, no matter the light
and will seep through fabric, when conditions are right
like every other form of nectar here

so be free of it, drop it all on the ground
making little mounds of cloth, little
mole-hills in the dark

which blend less, but
black-and-white houndstooth
perfectly matches a brown
Birkenstock (or bag) in our own
personal heaven.

The perfection of triumph
to form a stellar nebula of what is
the next chapter arrives to collect

And bring it to a close
just to leave behind a smoldering corpse

the core expands as it does cool
after burning its hydrogen fuel
ejecting the he said she said tool

outer layers
sloughing away
words covered in dew
brining a star's false twilight
as the flora swings back the curtain
drop into this deep well

of conscious fare
a direct deposit
a victor's enlightenment
standing from inside the vale;
a weakened canvas
without a promised word to spare
just a dithering of parting
from a sky lit window; all too stagnant

Where is there to hold cover?
What is left to hide behind?

The messages
of everyday depths
untold
of everyday depths
a sunken ship
below the surface

Just a tousling back and forth
out through the mouth
puerile to the brain
the questions taste
Just a chirrup of a phrase
gone awry
and
undercooked

Into hollow shaded parts of hue
the lambency of a first call
muting itself
and wishing it to be other

A bandwidth of loss
For the reward of two

In the interest of truth

You are a crowded intersection
Ebullient bloating, churn
Bustling with acquaintances

They know your name
Know your way, but see you mearly as an impass
Navigated with neither choice nor decision
Route without resistance
Path of least conviction
A jumping of point
Endeavors formulated; yet your corridors are never considered

No exceptional exemptions
Chimerical observers,  are shuffled and thumb  Fulminant prostration; muddling insertion
Maudlin automaton corral

An adverse opposition, preferring to evaluate you at night
Your gaslit candescence reaches in all directions
Ebbing lambency traversing space
Conveyance of curious possibility

Enveloped in your vacancy
Swaddling spances; rampart wrapping
Quarantined and completely mine

Somber meditation tranquility
All of my substance settling to a manhole center
Shedding all my persistent memories
Unencumbered relife; unfettered elation
Ravishing beatitude exaltation
Distracting detraction
Time abstractedly trickling away

Disecting rays of light clutching the arc of the Plutonian horizon
Stampeding hordes in infinite single file lines
Sieging you from every direction
Like a colony of ants disintegrating a discarded carcass
You are gone

At last the healing heart has evoked the curiosity based upon its likeableness for uniqueness which has strengthened the stimulant for doing a pioneering work.

I feel the auroras coursing down my heart and tracing your name in all the captured minim parts.

Although I am thoroughly ensconced by being a lover of a fine art,
But I yearn to feel
the motivation in the amateur part.

This perseverance has a rosy wreathe,
It is present only to experience your brilliant lambency because it lends me the safety for journeying my long-lasting delving quest.

-Shivpriya
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