A greater tradgedy of spirit

I know who you are
Died Obscure and young
It's so Romantic (you always were)
So strange to come across
the onee who i studied so
very cautiously,
I even began to know him
reality to me has become estranged
Has another living or dead known your truth?
Mostly I wonder how you overcame
Zymotic manifestations
and how you were raised from birth.
smile on me, Oh timelesss one.

on tragedies

If ophelia had reason to cry,
And gertrude both cause enough to die
Then, I must surely live, to see no love
to loose my hope. What greater fall is there?
We are seperated by dimensions.

1994

no two eyes could find such delight
no heart feel to united
no mind know such peace
as mine do, in your prescence.

I wanted to hide, but could not move.
Such an unatural fear siezed my heart.
no monster, no man, no voice, no animal
A word caused me to tremble.
I doubt all is well...


A silent confirmation
I know not how but stand assured
We will learn of Humanity together
but my heart isn't into loving him.
That dedication
Such sigleness,
perpetual growth.
Tradgic momentum that is wisely left untampered.
Where do I turn?
My heart or my head?
Hurry on to what?
A crash, a broken heart.

Sept. 1994

To dream of owning it...beauty
but knowing plainess won't
be overcome!
A man doesn't love s woman for her
Wit, Charm, Intellect or virtue
THey are like ornaments to
her Melodic figure.
To dream of owning it... a man's love.

Note: Do not read for facevalue
it might mean the opposite of
what your first Impression
was. If not. I'm sorry, please ignore me, I'm sick.

Words

Love and war are words
Limp words, once inflated
By another imagination, noe
lie limp devoid of shape
BUt, How elsecould t have been?
Stretched to mean so much
Love and war now
Mean Nothing to me.

Love?

I do love him.
His hands
I love his hands!
His neck
I remember all too well!
His mind
Made to search.
His Music
I love his music
His laugh
A wonderful ride
His style
To adore from afar.
And his arms want to embrace me.
And hold me close to His chest
With one of those hands on my back,
And one on my neck
His eyes
to gase into
God, I do love him

The Mirror Man

Looking at you,
I see forever
So I look away...
I'm not accustomed
to a one-way mirror.
With you my reflection
is Absorbed.
My appearance fades
Leaving a naked soul.
To share a thought
Brings a coy Smile
Don't, I beg strip me
Of my thoughts, for my emotions
Find shelter there
Your frown I could not bear.

Elegy

Elegy

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Angel of Music

He is my angel of music
He inspires me
a whole new world to see
With him.
It is too fateful
to believe otherwise.
He was sent from the skies
To love
And nurture my talent
to be my angel of music.


I must be aglow
to have fested the night before
As I have, the mood couldn't
help but to linger
And I sparkle to think
How this will end

Get out of my thoughts!

Get out of my thoughts
And let me have peace
Beore the night falls And I
Return to sleep and to dream
In the flight of my fancy
Emotions that I think to hide
Lash out! Seeming so
Life like that I might begin to
Entertain the thought that "you love me".

Save me! from
This false pretense
And rescue me from
The unreliable evidenceof Love
Overshadowing my every thought
Making me think of you.

to be a hero

To be a heroine
I could love who I please
And after all They will return it
Unconditionally.

He & I - The riddle

Is it possible to fall in love with a memory?
I say it is.
But, not so common is this sort of love.
My memory his
I am driven
Wholly smitten...
How could I have been so blind?
And yet I fear again
To protect my conscious mind
I for nothing endure the present pain.

He and I are one
Even after lives apart
And faces none too common.
We have substance in heart
and mind extending to
our souls and all capacity of being.

A seed grew in harmonious duplicity.
tis natures play
How fruit of one branch
can fall so far away.
man, from the ground doth
Snatch.
And forceth them together
"in a poisonous cider", unless
They submit Themselves
Forever,
For their Creator's success.




Ah! to steal his heat!
And then to steal away.
The later is the trick
For, if his heart is so easily removed
Danger is never too far away.

Hand of Justice

Weary of Blasphemy
The hand of justice turns its palm.
No longer suspended it falls
upon those deserving
execution of irrevocable laws.
Ignorance never saved a soul
A thirsty man won't forget to drink.
Even so, some grow faint
and die for lack of drink.
All the way, waited upon
By willing, serving hands
It would make no sense
To drown him in doctrine.
It will grow too late.


Will Einstein suggest the lack of limits?

Ode to Hegel

Hegel's eternal spirals
speak truth to the hungered soul.
There is no purpose in reason
beyond the truth, unrefracted
light uniting all colors
leaving darkness to itself.
Leave me not
in the shadow.
Eclipse not this heart,
lift me ever gently
turn upon turn.
Might I ever find myself
forever higher, and
Never stripped, the screw
with which I ascend.

Perpetual Love

I love him perpetually,
But what makes me love him
Scares me to silence.
So intently, he muses himself
with the present
So fully he believes
in the moment
That I wonder when I might slip
into the past.

Anyway I could not loose
for he looks upon me Favorably
And my heart might deceive my intentions
But It will never deny what ought to be.



Each love has a symbol
that casts a looming memory for good or ill.
If ever our love will fade,
So will the earth:Every bird and tree;
Every star and cloud remind me
of the death of that perfecting love.

Random thoughts

Don't tell me you have a past.
Tell me you see a future
The present cannot bind you
to your love. But, seal yourself to me.



Chaos repells love.

Words are weapons.

I've seen it in another and felt it in their tears,
But never have I been the side that wept.

Beauty?

Beauty is a learned response
Past days, xaftigity's sheek
While slenderuns slept in streets.
Who chooses the importance of a women's width of waist?
Or gentle men's groomed face?
It's not I can't, I say I won't
Understand the virtues of chance

Sonnet 1994

Tis good to know my face is not a book
Of common cliques and biddings overdone.
Parably, I may decieve those who simply look
While revelation opens up to certain ones
Who love and look beyond: What's in a word?
Agreed, one will define, but none will do justice to this
The pulsing of my heart and mind what's more
to make a plot of this nose and these lips.
While my eyes seem unaware your dig
Overturning soil:are you seeking a treasure hidden
It has been hard to confuse a foe so big
And turn this way and that, your hand to me forbidden.
So, read this riddle with eyes of love and see
The tenderness of Complex security,