Did I long to possess you and leave useless words unsaid?
You lie alabaster, translucent,
the warm harsh glow of my Sun-reality
How I long for you
I thought you held my answer
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I wait, as one anticipating a revolution
I implicate you with the power of my salvation
To draw me to the new beginnings I fear to face
I imagine I uncover my universal symbol,
beautiful and potent before me,
aglow within the fiery embers of passion
Aglow in pleasure,
and whispers to me of the beginnings of life
You leave the realm of the ideal
To become flesh and form, you now exist!
I no longer long for you,
as I would an elusive goddess
After so many years of living in illusion,
I fear I have found my ideal,
I fear I have uncovered the soul of the dream
and I vest this moment with such power
I feel the brute, uncertain of my intention; the intention of my heart
I tumble from the net of security
to reattain the highwire of this new life
Taking my first somnambulistic steps towards the realm of faith
I imagine you there to guide me,
to gently break my fall; not from grace (of God, as some would imply)
but in a most zealous manner
As martyrs we fell - souls filled with passion
Bursting with glorious human suffering and joy
The twin blessing we may bestow upon ourselves
Like fallen stars,
blazing and smoking
in this beautiful searing power of a single being
Plummeting to salvation in the compassion of our ideal
You lie alabaster, translucent,
the warm harsh glow of my Sun-reality
How I long for you
I thought you held my answer
---------------
(not included)
I wait, as one anticipating a revolution
I implicate you with the power of my salvation
To draw me to the new beginnings I fear to face
I imagine I uncover my universal symbol,
beautiful and potent before me,
aglow within the fiery embers of passion
Aglow in pleasure,
and whispers to me of the beginnings of life
You leave the realm of the ideal
To become flesh and form, you now exist!
I no longer long for you,
as I would an elusive goddess
After so many years of living in illusion,
I fear I have found my ideal,
I fear I have uncovered the soul of the dream
and I vest this moment with such power
I feel the brute, uncertain of my intention; the intention of my heart
I tumble from the net of security
to reattain the highwire of this new life
Taking my first somnambulistic steps towards the realm of faith
I imagine you there to guide me,
to gently break my fall; not from grace (of God, as some would imply)
but in a most zealous manner
As martyrs we fell - souls filled with passion
Bursting with glorious human suffering and joy
The twin blessing we may bestow upon ourselves
Like fallen stars,
blazing and smoking
in this beautiful searing power of a single being
Plummeting to salvation in the compassion of our ideal