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Let Me Lie
Let Me Lie
Though I die of love and it's wanting
Let me lie in it's embrace
Until I perish
For there is no softer, no grander gesture
Than to die in love's arms
Even though the many die underneath it's feet.
Still the few, like me and you
Voluntarily give ourselves to the burning of the light
Knowing we shall be together forever in infinity.
It is an easy choice and the only choice
Hearts like ours may make
For we have died a thousand times, what is one more?
With the rising of the golden dawn
We raise our faces again to the silver sky
There on the other side of forever.
And entwining lips and arms and souls
We find ourselves and who we are
There in the empty spaces that God has made
And we are home. Again.
©by Voo
Oct 22, 2019
9:35 a.m.
Attaining
Attaining
Sleek, black vehicle
Jaguar fast and moving
Through the night
On rain soaked roads
Shining like glass.
Beautiful.....
Deadly.......
In the hands
Of the careless.
Dark, brown eyes
Seductive, enticing
Sending forth commandments
To come to
Instead of running away from.
Beautiful.......
Deadly.........
To the soul
Of the vulnerable.
Wet, welcome storm
Quenching the thirst
Of barren, desperate desert
Not knowing when to stop
Washes away the work of a thousand days.
Beautiful.......
Deadly.........
To the very earth
So hungry for the taste.
Why must the things we want,
Need, crave, desire,
Delight in, pursue, seek out, and purchase,
Destroy us in the attaining
And kill us in their arms.
©by Voo
Feb 10, 2010
10:47 p.m.
Midnight As Always
You Again by John Foxx
Midnight As Always
Midnight, as always
As she slips into my bed
In a gown of satin
Her soft skin silky smooth
As a baby's hand
But far beyond a baby's mode of touch.....
Her touch is like an angel's
But with claws
Claws that set my skin on fire
With their light but heavy movements.
Movements that turn longing into passion,
Needing into famine that must be fed,
Wanting into thirst that must be quenched
Lusting into livid, lascivious, luscious love.
Midnight, as always
Without a word, she comes
Bidden by my heart
And my flesh that's screaming
Screaming sounds that only she can hear.
I hear her quiet footstep...
The robe falling to the floor...
The sheets pulled back....
And her purring sigh
As she falls into my waiting arms.
Our bodies touch, tentatively like strangers
As the breath within our lungs falls into rhythm
We wait without speaking as heart pounds against heart
And her body bids me welcome into it's depths.
She is mine once more........
And I can exhale again as the night becomes alive
And the dream becomes reality
And the fantasy more than dream.
But always at midnight
Does she come
Not nine nor noon nor afternoon
But midnight, as always. Always.
For she is a creature of dream and hope
Conjured by my wayward, hungry heart,
My desire so deep, no mortal can conceive it,
My longing so dark and full of despair,
Only another such as I, may perceive it.
My sighs reach out to her in the darkness,
Call her name softly under my breath
And yet she hears me
And even though she may be a million miles away....
Dancing in another's stolen dream.....
At midnight, as always.....as always......
She comes.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Feb 29, 2020
10:00 p.m.
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