^_^ Mmm. Page 3, finally. Enjoy. These are more..um...Well I just like them better so =P
And if you dare say you see something in common with them, um, well, uh, um, you're...on crack. Yes. You're on crack. I refuse to blush. You're on crack. Crack I say. Crack. They're about no one in particular. Honest.
My thoughts
My dawning sun
Whose smile shines daylight within
Illuminating each crevice of my being.
You are my Lugh
Cernunnos
Apollo
My inspiration in the darkening evenings
Alive in every star.
I've found you in forests,
The tempest that fondles my skin
And the sun that kisses my breast
Golden affection over every earthern curve
I've found you in stormclouds
The rain that permeates my soul
And the spring that forever fills my heart.
Each syllable music on scattered fingertips
As dying light paints dreams upon my mind
And stained-glass visions in my heart.
Are you the one
That hides in oaken sanctuaries
Nestled in the fresco of my thoughts?
An acorn planted in
An amber chakra
Spirals towards the crown of creativity
Herald the birth of hope
Dripping silken serenity.
I found sky-blue bliss in your eyes
And the horizon upon your lips
May I be your moon, devoured by dawn
And reborn by each twilight
Forever dancing between the two?
An endless cycle entrances my soul
This autumnal rapture sweet upon my tongue.
Running fingers through your hair in my affection
What direction, what distance is there to nowhere
Heartbeat fleeting through the dark air
Drifting towards the ressurection of my former incarnation
I embraced a premonition as I held you in the night
Moon and stars the only light that burst the shadows.
Celestial fins slicing through dream-like silence
Diving in the lotus-spotted pond of the unconscious
A conch shell held to her ear to hear the ocean
From which She dismissed the notion that the feminine is dead
Red lips turning to a morning, misted sun upon her crown
As the moon slowly sank down below horizons. She's renowned
To us as Goddess, and the sea is where she dwells
As well as in the burning soul-embers of nighttime.
I tried to pause, and found myself dancing
Sacred drums the path and stones that made the rhythm
As I skipped them over rivers I followed with'em
Worn away and polished finding my soul's origin
Draped in orange and gold I focus and breath inwards
Inwards inwards inward in so I may forge the soul
Within with the divine and intertwine with my life
And one day die or find the meaning.