" for as he thinks in his heart, so is he" (Proverbs 23:7)
Not yet proven, to me, is how the heart doesn't choose it's feelings
but how it is sooooo helplessly becomes engulfed in them
and.....why the hearts eyes are so blinded
by the fireworks stirring within
as said heart is caught up
in said wishings to see its a'more
once...twice...again and again
More than colorfully lit rays strumming about you,
more than candid heart symphonies exploding can out you,
and mostly....how accentuating the varlet auras plotting shamelessly to gain us
claims us....sometimes too soon
That desire wraps one so neatly within it's essence
so much so....that when one finally lies in slumbers crescent,
it's will cocoons you...
and swoons you
eager to learn from....and of you,
discerning as to how you so easily,
in their eyes.... take the moon
and the sun....with you
and swim freely
through visions
in your private night skies surprises
Never think that every move you make
doesn't berate night thinking it could but rob you
of the rest of that day
even if it allows both of you
to steal what little energy
and synergy
that remains
in the hours of that day
Without even knowing.
when you're gone,
you requisition time
as much as you acquisition it
How difficult to notice what surrounds you
what drives you.....what thrives and surprises you
about your valiant stand
as opposed to what knives you
leaving very little of you left
caught in the greys, browns, and greens
of when you 'were' around how right it seemed
and how and where love once created
now is merely a saturated sponge
lunging helplessly to the bottom of a dimly shadowed
endless sea
For right now, though,
you swim freely to and fro
as the light sanctions words that slip
from cautious lips
and no regrets bubble
in an alien world borne of trouble
and sigh
as our emotions touch down in this tree
symbolized as an a-musing talisman
sent to collaborate the ambiance
caught
between me
and thee
jakuper(5/29/12)
Not yet proven, to me, is how the heart doesn't choose it's feelings
but how it is sooooo helplessly becomes engulfed in them
and.....why the hearts eyes are so blinded
by the fireworks stirring within
as said heart is caught up
in said wishings to see its a'more
once...twice...again and again
More than colorfully lit rays strumming about you,
more than candid heart symphonies exploding can out you,
and mostly....how accentuating the varlet auras plotting shamelessly to gain us
claims us....sometimes too soon
That desire wraps one so neatly within it's essence
so much so....that when one finally lies in slumbers crescent,
it's will cocoons you...
and swoons you
eager to learn from....and of you,
discerning as to how you so easily,
in their eyes.... take the moon
and the sun....with you
and swim freely
through visions
in your private night skies surprises
Never think that every move you make
doesn't berate night thinking it could but rob you
of the rest of that day
even if it allows both of you
to steal what little energy
and synergy
that remains
in the hours of that day
Without even knowing.
when you're gone,
you requisition time
as much as you acquisition it
How difficult to notice what surrounds you
what drives you.....what thrives and surprises you
about your valiant stand
as opposed to what knives you
leaving very little of you left
caught in the greys, browns, and greens
of when you 'were' around how right it seemed
and how and where love once created
now is merely a saturated sponge
lunging helplessly to the bottom of a dimly shadowed
endless sea
For right now, though,
you swim freely to and fro
as the light sanctions words that slip
from cautious lips
and no regrets bubble
in an alien world borne of trouble
and sigh
as our emotions touch down in this tree
symbolized as an a-musing talisman
sent to collaborate the ambiance
caught
between me
and thee
jakuper(5/29/12)
