Angel Tears

Is this love, this low-level warfare of souls,
the higher dimensional fanfare of Oneness
the forgotten goal,
lost amidst the trials and tribulations of
daily life,
forgotten within the traumas and painful
episodes of daily strife.

When do we find the truth of things,
written in the stars as etheric bells do ring,
the angels watching over us
tears softly falling
their heavenly songs to sing,
as days pass by and time’s
pendulum continues to swing?

Trouble, trouble casts our days
as thunderous storms roll through
and we refuse to change our ways,
denying the quirks that others see
so clear,
while proclaiming righteousness
in words and actions
unaware that judgement is near.

Who loves so truly
that they know who they are,
intimately aware of their foibles and
issues, self-knowledge as close to
lived reality as the most distant
of stars?

As the brightness intensifies
and the world itself transforms
some choose ever to densify
to double-down on the norm
refuse to see the defamation
of their own spirits,
the sublimation of higher merit
hoisting dysfunction like a trophy
while soul’s urge continues to
flow free denied expression
day to day,
as love’s full vision continues
to play.

Somewhere distant,
beyond our ken.

Those angelic tears are falling,
once again.

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Once Upon a Lifetime

soul’s light shines
upon a mental sea

eternally sublime
inside of you and me

once upon a lifetime

I woke to find
my lover

lying next to me
in our bed by the shore

of an eternal sea

called into the night
I rose

upon wings of light

while outside the waves crashed
upon the shore

and an astral wind blew
shards of hope

illuminating my soul’s core

I looked upon her face
as she slept

while she slept

peacefully dreaming of
lives gone by

my soul overflowing

I wept

crystal drops of love and life
fell upon her brow

her shining eye of inner sight
opened to me lotus-like

enveloping me
with all of her love

intertwined our souls
rejoiced

we danced upon the
astral breeze

beyond the sight of day

and into worlds of unearthly
beauty

delightfully we played

she woke with the dawn
a smile upon her face

And I kissed her lips
assured of my eternal place

Love in Flight

love, wallpapers, desktopWhen she and I
are One.

Once upon a starry night
I saw a woman both
dark and bright
her essence lit up the
midnight sky
my heart did race
my soul did cry out 
“It has begun!”
as I recognized the 
arrival of 
One.

“Do recognize this 
beauteous soul
a blessing of love
to make you whole
in days long gone
in lives last lived
we shared the dawn
learned to forgive
we broke our fast
on air and light
the lives we’ve shared
of love in flight.”

Moments momentos
of sepia-toned sighs
of bold cries and warm
smiles life’s delight
cherished beguiled
souls soaring Phoenix-like
into the sun
twin fiery birds
becoming 
One.

Alike in so many ways
all trials overcome
what Divinity above has 
ordained let no man
shun let no plan proven
undone become as 
subtle plains of intention
reflect the sun
so shall She as We 
become 
One.

Once upon a brilliant morn
I saw a woman
my heart was torn
between my pain 
and open wounds
to leave the stains
of life’s monsoons
behind and move into
the light and live the
truth of love’s full
might.

Where She and I
are One.

i fall

i fall for you

and will look for you
past the eaves of slumber
deep within the soul of sleep
beyond the shoals of what might have been
to the shores of what must be
your eyes draw me into mystery
awaken me to love
blessing life
with wonder’s joy

i fall for you

and will call to you
singing psalms of thanksgiving
gentle whispers of love’s laughter
stir passionate thoughts
into wakeful need
dreaming of dawn in your arms
tommorrow’s promise a beacon of light
to one lost
in squalor and sin

i fall for you

and will follow you
across seas of sorrow
sails of satin and silk billow
with the breath of heart’s desire
frothing waves crash
against rocky promontories
while together we fly
across skies of midnight clarity
moonlit our souls split in twain
fusing as one reunited

i fall for you

I Love You, In …

I love you,
In the most expansive
And truest of
Ways.

Arms open wide,
Heart bursting with pride
We share a passion to
Last throughout
The days.

Words spoken, true
My heart given, to you
Open eyes see the light of
Love’s dawning, the sight
Overwhelms fear-filled souls
Giving rise to denial and
Jealous reprisal.

Whose love do you seek,
Why are you friends with
That freak,
Why does she talk to you
That way,
Do you love me
Today?

Why do you tell her
Those words,
Don’t you care whom
You hurt,
Aren’t I enough for
Your love, aren’t I sent
from above?

Will you love me tomorrow
Where you go, I will
Follow, give me your heart
Today, and I’ll never go
Away, I’ll be yours for
All time and love you tenderly,
It is true.

Sublime moments of bliss
We will share, rising high
Into the air we will float
On clouds of joy, winged love
In skies above
We’re soaring free,
Meant to be, hearts open wide
The ides of desire
Impassioned flower of
Soul’s most wondrous and
Abundant power.

Life’s too short
To deny, the existence
of a love that permeates
Both nights and days,
That validates shared experience
In a myriad of ways,
In friendship and courtship
And the most intense of
Passion plays.

What I give to you is real,
Intensely felt and offered, still
Mortal fear and pain abound,
Resoundingly, a crown of thorns
Worn proudly.

Of such perceptive tropes life
Consists, fomenting karmic odes
To transient bliss, lost in experiential
Episodes, unending incarnation
Blending effect and causation’s
Origin from quantum instances
To original sin.

Arms open wide,
Heart bursting with pride
We share a passion to
Last throughout
The days.

I love you
In the most expansive
And truest,
Of ways.

Riffing Off You

Riffing off you and the things you do, and mean, to me, shatters all dreams of what soul’s ease could ever be, freeing a love held in trust against heartache, a new start as I move on from past mistakes, playing the part as I try to relate the lessons of the soul to my most desired goals. Soliloquies slip, then fall from my lips, subtle quips split in twain, held in trust against a reservoir of pain, bubbling forth a frothing brew of you. Carbon copies of your eyes fly between thoughts, sly and subtle insinuations of intimate relations, a standing ovation of butterflies fluttering on past, me gasping at the sight of you, riffing off you and the things you do.

I mean this feels like a dream, like a carnival ride down an unknown stream flowing down some impossible peak, beyond what I thought I sought, I seek, beyond what I thought I felt, I feel. Pure will leads me up a stony road, the way we vibe is a heavy load carried lightly, a flight to see heights I’d never even considered before, a light that just might reveal the future held in store. Life has brought us to this prescient place and I’m unable to go backward or forward without a serious taste of your love. This mysterious moment leaves me almost delirious, fomenting imperious thoughts of being with you, of examining the very heart of what seems to be true. My reflection in you reveals a Demiurge of utter truth and yours within me is more than enough proof that this was meant to be the path we walk, sent to prove the math we talk, the deeply held beliefs we speak to inherit the Earth. We’re strong, not meek, we belong together – our vision stretching into forever – our stars shining brightly, our outlook, far from bleak.

Walking beside you is a revelation of need, balking at life’s intransigent proofs, a declaration of belief born of sure knowledge grasped, a gaze held steadily against the mirage of the distant past. It seems that I needed to find you waiting, your life path relating to mine only haphazardly bound with twine, unraveling at the rate of lost time as my moon waxed trine to yours and I lay indolently supine, glaring up at the stars. Divine harmony defines our connection, the protection of innocent souls cloaked in love an invocation of promises made between lifetimes long gone, our solace enslaved, trembling in a sunlit glade like a fawn, camouflaged by sheaths of light. Inner sight reveals the parameters of possibility, unwillingly we struggle to be free to live, our spirits need to be together in time, combined in space forever, an eternal endeavor, death approaching stealthily upon wings of midnight fury, purely intent upon manifestation, presciently purposeful, gently encouraging, purging a litany of lustful desires in favor of the fire of loving you.

How can this thing that we feel be real? This steel that girds our intertwined limbs stems from blood boiling hot enough to melt iron ore, your lips against mine sending shards of fiery passion straight to my core, our bodies resonating as one moving as one mind, forever sublime, searing sighs of simple pleasure finally proving the non-existence of time as we rise, souls singing songs of salvation with soothing and sensual cries, tongues gently lapping up the love we find leaking from each other’s eyes.

Reality intrudes upon our shared vision with fatal precision, karmic choices reverberating between us as a result of each of our past decisions, derision exudes, a collision of desire and reality, the banality of the moment the only fatality in a war of want versus need. Throughout, the doubts threaten, and yet epiphanic joy sets in, taking root in my soul, sending fear and inordinate worry spiraling away, fleeing the light of a terribly fantastic day, to huddle, defeated, awaiting the next foray against hope, soaking in the viscous fluids of promiscuous Druids, boiled and stewed in a Witch’s brew of foiled promise beyond the scope of previously unintelligible, yet scintillating, sensual tropes. I suppose this means that twin flames do exist, corroborating the whispered claims of timid soul-mates afraid to relate at the deepest levels, of soul groups trooping solemnly across endless plains, stained by teardrops of crystal rain, pearl-like swirls of intention, cascading falls, gravity unwound, at the sound of your whispered call.

Riffing off you and the things you do, and are, like stars in the firmament above or doves flying high in an impossible sky. I try to hold on tight to reality, to see, the love in me that frees, that means more than simple daydreams riding motes of dust in sunlit streams of light, I adore the flight of fancy that hides the truth then glides off sideways, leaving me the ultimate proof of your love. Who is to know what thoughts we share, when we breath each other’s souls like air, where you leave off I begin, where our hearts spin round this love is twinned, quadrupled, and lived beyond scruples meant to deny the freedom of thought and Being, distractions fought, confusion fleeing knowledge born, its essence torn from the fabric of Creation, my oblation a sacrifice of fears, laid upon the alter of your heart as I riff off you, and the things, you do.