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Sunday Morning TimeA fuzzy outline and the blurred edges of a dream, Succumb to another seamlessly; the chimes outside the window, Softly fading to slow, surreal, Sunday morning time. Mellow, yellow sunbeams dancing along the floors, Illuminate the gentle beauty of a not-quite-baby boy, Nestled in my breast; I in your chest. Messy dark locks tumbled on the bed with my hand behind his head,Sunday Morning Time
And a face that merges yours and mine - sublime, divine. Precious seconds drift slowly by; God's gift to us, in Sunday morning time.
by ~kissmythesaurus
Insomnia VIIHiding under covers, we are children in the darkness, Making play-pretend with our stuffed bears and security blankets, Choosing out of chaos a universeInsomnia VII
That our stupid little minds can comprehend; That our shackled hearts can beat within; In which our souls don’t search too desperately, deeply, Or for too long for more, Lest the batteries in the flashlight run low; Lest our cotton stuffed stimulations and justifications and consolations dim.
Lest fear seep in under the edges of the quilts; The nightmarish realization that we can see nothing That the puppet show sh
by ~kissmythesaurus
Insomnia VIThe hallucinations of exhaustion: Glued open Dry eyes. They combine with the odd reflections and refractions of incandescent lights That allow a few illuminating moments of sight in the infinite- or not?- Set of time To create bright demons on the one way windows Separating the light inside from the darkness without Phantoms that peer into the soul when the windows, eyes,Insomnia VI
Are finally closed. The interrogation is far too intense, And the components of a psyche lie broken and bruised
Vulnerable in the light of clarity.
by ~kissmythesaurus
Nosebleeds.A copious red waterfall, Down your pristine white shirt Coloring the world you worked so hard to make black and light.Nosebleeds.
Terrifyingly real and astoundingly warm A part of yourself you never saw before Pours into porcelain in
A rather familiar, rather perfect bathroom sink. You’re bleeding- finally.
The bi-tonal world that suited your fancies Is destroyed, in a paradigm of irony. Dark and light, black and white Are only shadows compared to red.
Maybe The color will speak to you, Maybe You’ll want to be human, finally.
by ~kissmythesaurus
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My Path?My heart is filled with questions I'm on my knees again. When will You remove this burden And reveal to me Your plan? I gave You everything, Lord. And yet, silence fills my heart. Give me a hint of something Let me know my part. Here in the silence Your Will, not mine, I can't seem to hear You. Lord show me a sign. I can't live without You And though I am so weak, Through my selfishness I pray that You will speak.My Path?
by ~Lauriel
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