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lemniscate
by ~spinningcannonI thought of you today, oh love,
of how your reflections dance upon my closed eyes
as the sunlight spirals through the silent hours
when you move it reminds me of a morning fog
something heavy with clarity
and weightless in gravity
until the sun catches your invisible veins
illuminating you like everything that ever was
and in your alien fragility I find such strength
echoing in ocean-deep eternity
my heart burns incomparably with your spark
this wordless blue light glimmering beneath my bones
as bright as the moon and as true as the life in your eyes
despite all odds I still find myself swimming in the stars
yet your presence is a galaxy within itself
you feel like quiet streets and city rain and the glow of hazy summer nights
but something about the space around you lights a flashbulb in my mind
it is impossible to doubt the reality of unreality with you around
twisting the shimmering threads of logic around your otherworldly hands
as if it were all some glorious game you had found yourself so luckily lost in
you move again and time could never hope to flow as beautifully as you
all cathedral glass and riverbanks and euphoric neon glimmer
with a mouthful of razor blades that reminds me of so many forgotten nerves
your smile is a catastrophe faceted in a diamond
but your eyes put every song I've ever heard to shame
I would play you like a symphony if my hands could stop shaking
from the resounding harmonics you bring out in me
together we are a song, a masterpiece, a work of ineffable art
a paradox of the most glorious caliber
they said a raindrop could never hold a flame
and no fire could ever embrace the sea
but they had never seen the way we fall together
in divinely heartfelt unity
beyond anything either of us could even dream
no soul could ever doubt such a truth
there are no shadows here.
I thought of you today, oh love,
and no matter how many words I write about you
they will never be able to express what I feel tonight
for I love you more than my heart can take
so I will give you all that my heart can hold
and in the last moments of this fading hour
I swear to you, my love,
that every moment shines with this compassion
and I will love you endlessly.
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And -- tell me -- is it fair
Or is the truth bitter as eaten fire?
Stephen Crane
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"Words are our weakest hold on the world"
I just so happen to like that weak hold.
(Click the following link. It's my livelihood.)
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The time is now!
It's like how a poem can bring happiness and joy to one person, and to another bring depression.
Or like how in the scriptures, there will be verses that I have read many times, but at different times in my life, they will mean something completely different to me.
Your writing seems to fit that as well.
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"Words are our weakest hold on the world"
I just so happen to like that weak hold.
(Click the following link. It's my livelihood.)
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Hearing that my writing seems to do that is really inspiring.
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The time is now!
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"Words are our weakest hold on the world"
I just so happen to like that weak hold.
(Click the following link. It's my livelihood.)
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