breadcrumbs
passionfruit
little bird
drowning
rainbow
lost in you
clean
be
blue blood
god
mangled
a wreath
perhaps...
is somebody
keeping score?
fading
drunk
the
eye of the beholder
of
blood and water (song of the twice born)
...ion
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you could look into my eyes my friend, if you so desired, but i would
surely weep rivers of tears, and howl my soul's desire to the four
winds, so that the universe may hear my prayer...
to release my soul from the walls it has built around itself in its
struggle to adapt to this world.
to let the love inside me flow out to all those who have touched me,
and shine on the needy.
to embrace all living creations, and breathe life into those not yet
born.
would i need to utter a single word to you my friend?
would you think me strange if i came to you mute with adoration and
placed my hand gently on your heart to confirm that yes, we are all
human after all and my pain is your pain, my tears are yours.
and maybe my love, when all is said and done we could lie happy,
knowing that it all came from the true essence of the universe, which
is none other than love.
give it freely, give it in abundance... come to me my love.
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