before a man
beyond the veil
within this space
before a man
beyond the veil
within this space
Yet in solemn winter, beauty must end
And the singing of birds sure fades away
No longer in thick leaves to sit and lend
A joyous tune to the children who play.
So all the color from the world does fade
So swiftly the land becomes just one hue
Thus under the snow sweet flora is laid
The color and splendor taken from view.
Grasped so swiftly, and shaken to death
All that is lovely and warm on this earth
By the abject rue of cold winter’s breath
Still truly I say there still is much mirth:
For in my heart true, I sing soft and coo,
Thankful refrains of this joy that is you.
No warrior’s death is coming for me
no blood stained sword to release
my foolish life from it’s hollow chest
as I slow die on this field of shame.
Stench of copper vile taste of metal
adrift I’m alone and battered and torn
oh that I could recompense my love!
No quiet wake of honor shall be held
no slow loving march of the damned
will sure carry me to eternal sleep
no I shall ever wail silently as I decay.
Terrible mists of doom rise eerily and
creep hauntingly through fading eyes
cast upon the distant shore of love lost.
No angels of mercy will soar this field
thick with the rancor of bitter defeat
they will not remove this elegiac song
shrouded by sick stench of stoic hope.
Oh that I could in great haste be felled
not seep bone coldly into Hades cruel
might his dread hot abyss of suffering.
No arrow swiftly flying will find its mark
no sword nor spear will ever pierce me.
Aye, this poison by which I die yet slow
looses the design of even black vultures.
I will wither and die in years as it reigns
cold perfect terror over me and claws at
where slow my life leaking seeps to hell.
If a diamond is forever,
then love is the San Francisco treat.
Just a little dab’ll do ya
so be all that you can be.
It’s the cheesiest, so just do it
you can have it your way.
So reach out and touch someone
it’s the best part of waking up.
And like a good neighbor, there’s
love and no more tears.
Once you pop, you can’t stop for
nobody does it like Sara Lee.
She lets her fingers do the walking
promise her anything, but give her love.
She’s come a long way baby
and brings good things to life.
But when it rains, I see it pours
and I deserve a break today.
For a mind is a terrible thing to waste
does she…or doesn’t she?
Her love is good to the last drop
so don’t treat your puppy like a dog!
Celebrate the moments of your life,
And don’t leave home without them.
I fly her friendly skies, they’re great
and I can have it my own way.
Keeps going, and going, and going
She is the pause that refreshes.
Takes a licking and keeps on ticking
nothing comes between me and my girl.
She tastes great though her love is less filling
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
( in response to my loves entreaties )
Hear my pledges my new love
On bended knee hear my pleas
Which I speak to you and God above
Let me put your heart at ease
Never used will you be
Equal partners you and me
Though hell may visit in the light
Together we can make it again alright
I will toss you pillows when you fall
Take you in my arms while standing tall
Be unreasonable and let it all out
I’ll patiently listen to what it’s about
Should the storm of past abuse take you down
The constant wind of my love will blow all around
And when you question the depth of my love
I’ll smile, hug you, and pray up above
When the day imaginary war is at hand
I will take arms and side by side we’ll stand
It hurts to think that you’d want to die
I’d show you life, insist on life and show why
One day you won’t look at yourself with disgust
But when that happens I will ignite your lust
We all doubt our mind or our soul
I will remind you of your goodness make you whole
My trust may be stolen by demons past
I understand and will love you until it’s past
So true you’ll fight me, making no sense
I’ll smile gently lots of tact I’ll dispense
You and me together means you’ll never break
In your darkest hour I never would you forsake
If in the abyss you sadly must go
I will hold vigil, guard you in your woe
On those days you cannot walk
Carry you gladly, I’ll be your rock
If suddenly you should struggle in your breath
I shall kiss you deep give my breath until death
Should you feel people dropped you from their midst
My constant loving will show you surely exist
If your words should leave you mute
I will champion your cause, I’ll be astute
You may shut down and look down
But I will embrace your head kiss away your frown
In the days when God can’t be found
My love I’ve always spoken for you He will be found
God rue the days when you feel unloved
My eyes will pierce that woe my beloved.
You will break (I will mend) and fight (I will take the blows) and cry (take my should) and question (If I don’t have the answers, we will find them together) and fall on your face (I will cushion the fall, and then pick up wipe off your tears, look into your eyes, smile and kiss you) and scream (This is where I put my headphones on) and push me away (And I will stay right here) because of reasons of past lives (That one day will fade into oblivion). I love you through everything! I promise all these things and man many more that you have forgotten.
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