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KathleenAMaloney Sep 2016
How Now Brown Cow?
I said Starting the Day

I'm not budging
Said My Soul

I signed Once
Again
It had Already Made Its Decission
Refusing Manipulation
Bribe
Cajoling
And Tears

Trust
Something More Than Faith
As Each Wave Came Thru
Immoveable

To the Bottom of the Ocean
It Once Fell
Past All Loves And Hopes
Life And Death
To The Secrets
Hungry
For
True Creation
Where Life Splits The Immoveable Place
And It Becomes the Seed
Grown
Never changing Essence
Pure Reason
Made Into Life
Black Mahic Made Real Blackwr than Black
Life
Stillness of The Suns Lightfe
Born certainty
Of Unknowing
She Knew Not Man
They Said
The chills reverberated Throughout Her Bide as She Became Him
Just For a Moment
He Was Born Within
Her Flash
Already
Light
Fully Grown
Light
Calm
It Was True About Herthey Said
And It Was True
Feminized Was sHe Made. The Rock Called Stone, softened By the Waters of Time, and Never sHe More  Beautiful.  and the Word THEY sprang Forth . Wishing Well of The Tribe.
Jimmy Jul 2014
I wish i could swim into the brightness of your eyes, and there just be fulfilled of joy and happiness, and your smile to send me millions of miles away with you. To a magic place where are tears are wasted on the emptiness of sorrow. Then your lips will take me on a mahic highway of peace and beauty, where my senses can only be light on with you by my side. And  everytime you speak its like if the  trees turn into many colors and start to dance to the rhythm of your sweet and tender voice. But it turns out I dont need a magic place. I dont see anything around because the whole world is standing right in front of me. I call it "You". Everytime Im with you, you make that spot magical. My magic place is in you.
You may be only another girl in this twisted world of confusion, but to me, you are the wonder of this world. Lets just say I love you the double of infinite plus the triple of too much.
Jack R Fehlmann Jun 2020
A little spec of dust
Casually drifting
Floating, bathed in sunlight
Falling lightly
To a gentle rest then
Upon my heart
Right there
On a shelf cluttered
Alongside pride
Ego and reason.
Bottled tears, volatile
Layered in the dust
Of the forgotten
Magic that is her attention

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