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You sail through the rugged seas of my mind
dropping your anchor into the depths of my heart
My eyes are flooded by your wake
as they gaze up defying your gravity
I see you all alone my moon
as I'm shooting stars
wishing you down to your home
here in my garden where your touch
makes my soil glisten
I am lost in this frenzy of love for you
Drunk on its divinity
At home in its sanctuary
as we swim around this galaxy
walking down our milky way
You visciously tug at me
trying to pull me safely away
keeping me from spinning out of control
from my inevitable doom of her wrath
but your tender fingers
are slowly losing their grip
I took roots in this earth
bound to my inevitable doom
Her warmth blankets me like a child
She can even compete with your pale beauty
exposing her aurora in your midnight sky
The emanation of her hot love
causes a need to grow in me
You have tried to block her radiant glow
yet her halo still showed
Her summer breeze teases
making me ache for longer days
I am a prisoner here in her atmosphere
awaiting to be consumed by her fire
I get drunk on your moonshine
and sobered by her sunshine
I am torn in this space between us
while I'm tilted on this axis
with my head spinning in the clouds
You are my two loves
sitting in the heavens up above
and I am your undeserving rock
You illuminate my darkness
and cradle my dreams
but I can't help to feel
if I don't have you both
I will die.
dropping your anchor into the depths of my heart
My eyes are flooded by your wake
as they gaze up defying your gravity
I see you all alone my moon
as I'm shooting stars
wishing you down to your home
here in my garden where your touch
makes my soil glisten
I am lost in this frenzy of love for you
Drunk on its divinity
At home in its sanctuary
as we swim around this galaxy
walking down our milky way
You visciously tug at me
trying to pull me safely away
keeping me from spinning out of control
from my inevitable doom of her wrath
but your tender fingers
are slowly losing their grip
I took roots in this earth
bound to my inevitable doom
Her warmth blankets me like a child
She can even compete with your pale beauty
exposing her aurora in your midnight sky
The emanation of her hot love
causes a need to grow in me
You have tried to block her radiant glow
yet her halo still showed
Her summer breeze teases
making me ache for longer days
I am a prisoner here in her atmosphere
awaiting to be consumed by her fire
I get drunk on your moonshine
and sobered by her sunshine
I am torn in this space between us
while I'm tilted on this axis
with my head spinning in the clouds
You are my two loves
sitting in the heavens up above
and I am your undeserving rock
You illuminate my darkness
and cradle my dreams
but I can't help to feel
if I don't have you both
I will die.
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The One I Love
The One I Love
Mere words,
No matter how poetically written,
Or poetically intended,
Can ever do you the justice,
You deserve
I compare you to the sun,
Because you are the one,
I love
You are more radiant even,
Than the stars in the sky,
More mysterious, it's true,
Than the inky night
The secrets you hold,
Are secrets we share,
And when the morning comes,
I feel you everywhere
I sense you near me,
Even when you are not,
We are connected completely,
Even in our thoughts
You are a gift I have been given,
I know you feel the same,
We hold each other high,
Even through the pain
I spend much time,
Through wor
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For The Love Of The Words
Even when she was small, she loved the words.
They would swirl around on the page; making pretty pictures for her.
She would watch and listen as the pictures formed tiny movies in her head;
That only she could see.
As time grew on, she loved the words more and more.
She figured out how to bend them to her will,
She could create and discover through them- and them through her.
In her childhood they called her skilled-
And watched her carefully.
Time passed, and she found peace in the words.
When she was hurt or afraid or alone- the words were there.
Soon she became dependant on them.
They could never leave or she would crumble an
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Prevalence
So many lines
have been
drawn that
it's hard to tell
what my reality,
what actuality is.
Am I forever
to be lost in
this illusion,
or is my
existence
merely a
delusive state?
-Brian Shuffett
July 23rd, 2010
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