Before she forgets me – I will resound
no more, unless I am heard. Whatsoever,
do I quest this thirst for love unquenched
for this feeling of completion – surrender.

Sands smooth callus as the journey takes
me towards hunger, this cauldron unknown
my only weapon forget, my only paradise fight,
I will gain transformation, In this fluid

Dimension of capacity holding love centered
To the equivalent of GOD I bare all to you,
Perceive my mind, my heart and dwell in me.

08/10/2009

Posted on 01/24/2010
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