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Sunday, December 29, 2013

Our Love's Symphony (In Commitment Major)

Our Love's Symphony
(In Commitment Major)

Prologue:
In her future
I shall relive my past,
For in her presence only
I live my present.

1st Movement:
Her heart is my soul's realm:
My past, present, and future.

2nd Movement:
In the universe of her heart,
My soul lives peacefully,
and is her soul's guardian.

3rd Movement:
We are each other's half soul's
Mate eternal, present presence.

4th Movement:
Surrounded by our Love everlasting,
We shall be made incapable 
Of feeling hate,

Epilogue:
but our Love shall become
The building block-cells
Of our one Heart, true, and pure.




Saturday, December 28, 2013

In Within My Love

In Within My Love

Within your heart, peace I will find
Within your soul, a home everlasting
Within your arms, warmth for the nights
Within your pink flower, sweet nectar for the Goddesses;

In your words sweet, comfort for my heart
In your kisses soft, bliss for my body
In your love, peace for my whole being
In your eyes, my North and South;

Within your soft hands, my compass for journeying
In your tongue, edicts from A Goddess.




Thursday, December 26, 2013

Sublime Reflection

Sublime Reflection

Come, be my Love, and we'll mate 
In far away, new places and 
Future lifetimes, in loving commitment 
To the alignment of our self-interests.

Meeting you again next lifetime
Will be such sublime joy
As only a Goddess incarnate
Could bestow upon her mere mortal.

We, twain, will conquer Sadness
And his cuckolded lover, Happiness
To an eternally sublime reflection
Of our merging-union as One:  Joy.

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

My Heart Is My Soul's Foundation

My Heart Is My Soul's Foundation

Oh, sweet Suffering,
Goddess of Gods,
Thou hath adjusted 
The size of my iris' aperture

To allow more light from
Her Truth everlasting 
To reach my Heart,
So She may be the foundation

For my Soul's home eternal,
And upon my Heart true
I pray my Soul's home
Be everlastingly.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

What Is True Love?

What Is True Love?

"Are you true?"  She asks her lover;
for when the Heart is in true love,
the Soul sees her reflection in her Heart,

and knows not anymore how to delineate
her Soul's interests from the Heart's
arteries, veins, muscles, and cells;

the blissful-painful alignment, thus,
of the Soul and her Heart is true Love
in commitment, action, and loving words.

Reciprocity

Reciprocity

With a nagging fear of death,
each new day is unlived;
life's purpose never finding:
wandering without a compass.

Lovers, who travel heavily
with inflexible consequences carrying,
project their low self-esteem to no-self,
which in the other reflected.

Unable to share truly,
less-Human folks take or give only,
fearing the essence or the give-and-take
of sharing's sweet joie de vivre.



Thursday, December 19, 2013

Deliver Me From Happiness

Deliver Me From Happiness

Oh, sweet Suffering
Deliver me from Happiness
Which has used me
To cuckold his lover, Sadness.

In turn Sadness, to return
His favor pernicious, since
Has slept at my doorstep,
Morning, noon, and night time.

But deliver me to Joy's arms
Warm, and Goddess' incarnate,
For in Joy's hands I need fear
No opposite, and lover scorned.


Sunday, December 15, 2013

Six Myths About Healthy Sex

Reasons Why Your Libido Is Low

The Available Patient

The Available Patient

Once upon a time, pre-fruitful-therapy days,
born out of my being pregnant with sweet Suffering,
I was happy as a sad clown on life's stage:

The smiles and frowns, like blocks of cement
Joined together to form a wall of opaqueness 
to deceive others away from the tears of inferiority,

Which deeply burned two tracks out of their hellish heat,
but within my heart broke in twain, torn for wanting of
Human love, Human nearness, Human friendship.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Safe Passage South

Safe Passage South

Within her flower's red pistil
my stamen steely forages;
we migrated to our
own heaven delight-fully,
in search of Black Jesus.

Cerberus chaperons always
the entrance to her
oceanic pistil tight:
only Big Daddy knows the
incantation for safe passage.

Friday, December 6, 2013

A Seraph Walked Amongst Us

A Seraph Walked Amongst Us

With luminous skin
A magnanimous heart 
A Goddess of a soul
A seraph walked amongst us,

To learn through being
Impregnated with Human Suffering
Lessons of unity, empathy
Then to teach exemplarily our world.

His light in our sometimes darkness
Shone brighter than our sun's core
His heart magnanimous reflected
The teachings of Christ.

Oh, cry not for our Man-
De-la of a Prince of Unity
For He is not dead, but unlives
Human form, gone back to seraph Goddess.

Goddess' speed back to Heaven
Sweet Prince of magnanimity
May St.Peter's warm welcome
Exceeds your earthly sunny warmness.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

An Infinite Wonder Full Of Joy

An Infinite Wonder Full Of Joy

How do I explain to an unbeliever
How Humanity's tableau has become majestic 
Within my heart's eye after I,
Pregnant with sweet Suffering's 
Offspring, carried full-termly?

How do I explain, then to a disbeliever
How my grateful Heart's space
Grows exponentially to an infinite wonder
Full of joy, peace and awe for Human life,
After many decades of acrimonious unliving?

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

How Do I Tell My Eyes?

How Do I Tell My Eyes

How do I tell my Eyes
When they long to hold you
In their spheres, that 
My heart always has you
Within its realm?

How do I advise my hands
Made soft by your kisses true,
When they long to caress you,
That my Soul always and forever
Is cuddling your Soul to a heavenly peace?

How do I console my feet
When they long to walk toward
Your being beautiful, that
My mind always has you framed
Perfectly beautiful within its imaginative eye?

What do I say to my lips when
 They long to kiss your lips juicy,
That my thoughts loving-beautiful
Always live by-within your
Kisses wetter than a river?

How do I make others comprehend that, 
When my stamen and your pistil are oneing blissfully 
How your pink pistil within your flower red
Becomes oceanicly wet, happily welcoming the to-and-fro
Of my steely stamen to our synchronized 
Heavenly joyful climactic peace?

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Hate Be Not Proud

Hate Be Not Proud

Hate be not Proud:
Love to Mount Olympus
Travels and carries
The torches bright

Of the Goddesses
To illuminate our 
Hearts Human
Eternally noble.

Transcendental Memories

Transcendental Memories

Within her embrace
Warm, he lays
Unliving, but not dead.

Her Love everlasting
For him forbids it
Thus:  He may unlive,

But never die,
For her memories of
Love pure transcend

A thousand deaths;
"Death, Love shall
Transcend thy darkness," says she.