I love you to distraction. ...I spent the whole night thinking of only you. Woke up to thoughts of you.
Please tell me is love like obsession?
Deep wells of sorrow gushing out of my eyes
Heart crunched up like discarded paper coffee cup
Pain is underbelly of living
Loving is weakness
I can only see dark black light settling gloss over reality
Every time I speak my heart
I spend myself
Too exhausted to be clever with words ...
The druids are not enchanted
And the lilting love words wilt
There's no magic in them to last a spell
Let alone lifetimes....
I am sorrowing
I am sorrowing
I have zero capacity for this
My soul longs to fly
With sun racing accross night
Which never begins for
Wherever you rise
Day goes with you.
My joy my hope my life heaven is heavy upon my heart
My request is
a file marked rejected
And only
tossing it
Into trash
Is a decision
Lingered upon
The writing
Of a prayer
Denied
The
Pain her eyes cried
Causing a little havoc
In your heart.
So I rest like a disposable
Pen
Dreaming of containing
Your being
Magical speaks rendered in ink
Pent up inside
spent tenderly.
And all that
You think me good for are two lines.
Why must
My most
Innocent dream always turn into nightmare?
My dark angel be fallen, but rise! For the sunlight beckons to even the most sunken soul to reclaim lost regalia.
Reality is
Darkness containing light not vice versa.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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