- The Parallel Dimension of Love - (subliminal propaganda)

The Earth has not seen such a beauty as yours
Like open waters given to her rocky shores
Like the sweet melody that birds sing to me
Her Voice sweeter than fruit fresh from the tree

Her eyes sparkle and gleam like a twlight sky
GOD has sculpted her form with an artful eye
her smile has given me an idea of His artistry
and shown favor on me with this gift He’s imparted me

His masterpiece is healing for my soul
her beauty and my love with each moment grow
being next to her is like lying in Eden’s meadows
deep within her embrace brings death to my sorrows

Every peace of my heart is now captivated
and every emotion of mine has been elevated
but I am not to resist, love’s apprehension
I’ll savor each moment in this parallel dimension

The Door

I’ve been standing here… for what it seems an eternity,
knocking and knocking while this loneliness burns in me.
I wonder is anyone here? Or do they just chose to ignore,
or at least acknowledge that I’m here at this door.
I sit at the steps and question, maybe they couldn’t hear,
they could be in the shower not knowing I’m here…

I look out to the street just to give it more time,
watching the people as they’re passing me by.
How could this world be so crowded and I feel so alone,
with all of these faces I feel so unknown.
wishing that someone would stop to “hi”
or at least, if I could just catch someone’s eye.

I am desperate for acknowledgement, just to know I’m alive
but no one even glances as they keep passing by.
in my frustration I stand and knock more than before
making sure that they hear me out here at this door
I pound and I pound, but to no avail yet,
turning back to the street I am filled with regret…

I have been here so long that the streets are now empty
a reflection of the person that is crying within me
darkness has fallen and I stand here alone
not even sure if I can find my way home
Life has passed me be while I stood at these steps
my loneliness mocks me with the sound of my breath

Breathing…

Then my eyes open up to an alternate scene,
I realize in this moment, it was only a dream.
Though the feelings may linger, I’ve stood in my mind,
I WILL NOT stand around and let life pass me by.
I will live, I will love, no longer wait at this door…

I will get up and go get what life has in store

Look at me

Look at me…

Let me get lost in the depth of your eyes…
let me admire the masterful genius of GOD.

In all of my days, and all that I’ve seen,
never have I seen such beauty…

I’ve watched the waves of the sea crash against rocky shores
as the setting sun’s warm hues dance a ballet over them.

I’ve seen lush green meadows peppered with blossoms
from spring’s gift of colorful enchantment.

Waterfalls rhythmically cascading through mountains
surrounded by nature’s most prized illustrations.

I’ve looked down on the earth from beyond the clouds,
and I’ve seen rainbows peer through the mist of blue falls

Even the sea from atop a cliff as sunlight casts her reflection
across the surface like a billion sparkling diamonds

and beneath the surface, as tiny inhabitants swim about ,
clothed in colors of an artist’s pallet against a backdrop of purest blue

From golden leaves swaying in an autumn breeze,
to a starry night where a moons glow illuminates a frost covered ground.

I have seen landscapes that stop your very breath
yes, I have seen many of the wonders that this world has to offer

But none of this, my love, can even come close…
to rival the beauty before me in this very moment.

Look at me… Let me explore the details of your making,
for the very curve of your lips holds more beauty than the hills.

Your cheeks make snow covered mountains appear as ruin,
and your eyes hold more beauty than the sea in all its glory.

The form of your body lay to waste any thing I have seen in nature
and your soul reflects the very image of GOD himself…

Look at me… and let me get lost in your beauty yet again.

Cant help but wonder...

I can’t help but wonder, would you mind if I stay?
Would you mind if I told you all I have to say?
How I’ve longed for your touch, to be here face to face,
how, if I could, I would never leave your warm embrace.
For your skin against mine is like petals from a rose,
one touch sends a shiver from my head to my toes.
Your lips dripping nectar as a soft ripened peach,
Just a moment with you makes my pain obsolete.
The softness of your body, like bathing in silk,
your sweetness like rivers of honey and milk.
With each breath I take in I inhale your sweet scent,
and I’m closer to heaven with each moment spent.
If you had any idea what was now on my mind,
with such passion I can’t find the words to describe.
So how can I express, what I’m feeling inside,
without being consumed by this fire that abides?
For you I would give all the Love I posses,
cross oceans and journey for years without rest.
But yet I must keep all these feelings contained,
try to hold back the passion and suppress the flames.
I can’t help but wonder if you see through my lies,
if you see the truth when you look in my eyes.
Each moment gets harder to keep it confined,
but I must, for the reality that you are not mine…

Do you feel what I feel? I just can’t help but wonder,
if you hide your own truth for you belong to another.

The last tear...

Tonight I am going to cry…

I am going to let my pain and my sorrows manifest themselves into salty drops of redemption…
they shall purchase my liberation and my freedom from this weight that has until this point…

Crushed my very spirit.

I am going to cry… I will spill these tears like alcohol from a bottle as a respect for the dead
I will allow this flowing stream to rush through my mind and purify me of my oppression.

My transgressions, my imperfections…

Everything that has made me not good enough for whatever it is that I need to be
I release it into this rushing rapid of despair to be washed away into a sea of forgetfulness.

Tonight I am going to forgive…

As this precious nectar of my soul escapes the orifice of my eye…
it introduces a new chapter of my existence, I shall therefore never forget…

The last tear…

The 33rd Floor

I wonder what it must look like, looking down from on high
from the pinnacle of supremacy, through your all seeing eye…
Unknowing sheep thrive to contribute to your supply,
weather dead or alive, we’re still giving our life.
Paid in full from our birth we’ve been stamped with your worth,
as a commodity, an addition to your ever growing girth.
Nothing more than a numerological face to a curse
inherited at birth, and passed down at the hurse…

I wonder what it must be like, to see with no light,
while the masses are blinded you see through the night.
with secrets to wisdom endowed with your right,
all laws and opinions are made with your might.
not money, in your world, this does not exist
only power, for money is truly worthless
just a tender, with nothing to prove it exists
just a word saying unum, e pluribis

One coming from many, and many make one
but how does it feel being born of the sun?
How does it feel knowing all of life’s truths,
while everyone else, only knows your lie’s truths?
Fabricating reality, and man’s own mentality
I wonder how it must feel to emrace immortality?
to pass over as an angel, smiting all who oppose
and to feel no remorse, or to have any woes…

I wonder how it must look from the 33^rd floor
looking down on myself… not even knowing what I am living for…

The Encounter

I want to show you something, I’m just not sure if you’re ready…
Ready for me flooding over your nature like compromised levees.
Exciting and reviving your inner being to a state of ecstasy yet to be seen,
injecting everything, every ounce of my passion and rapture
seizing your reason, and taking your consciousness capture…
completely becoming intertwined in your scruples,
as I dive, and survive in the abyss of your pupils.
imprisoning your mortality through unchained sensuality
bringing every thought and fantasy to blissful reality
unreal this may seem, as you live out your dreams
through this encounter we travel down unchartered streams
until you reach the point of unsurpassable satisfaction…
aroused by your reaction, slowly making my extraction...

and when we finish talking, who knows what will be next?