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Sensual metaphors

although,

My Erotic Trail said:
a catapillar never knows
it will be a butterfly
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Although some things seem like a small creation in an infinite universe, this is really only an illusion God knows he is a butterfly even if the moth forgets....:)

We are all-knowing. But we have chosen to forget most of our knowledge in order to come to earth and have human experiences. (Laurelynn Martin)
 
if

we know everything, why could I not
see that tomorrow would be a lifetime
of waiting. I love and mourn

in the same breath. Not knowing
is a slow killing disease,
eating away my innards
like decayed love. Resist

no not I. I keep
going back for more, waiting
for the moment when he steps
from behind the curtain and lives
like a your butterfly, wings spread
just waiting to fly. ....


..
 
RhymeFairy said:
if

we know everything, why could I not
see that tomorrow would be a lifetime
of waiting. I love and mourn

in the same breath. Not knowing
is a slow killing disease,
eating away my innards
like decayed love. Resist

no not I. I keep
going back for more, waiting
for the moment when he steps
from behind the curtain and lives
like a your butterfly, wings spread
just waiting to fly. ....


..
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I drive by
the green thick
and I think
and I feel
and I know
that its this mystery
that holds my spark of....
another drive by affair
http://www.nps.gov/archive/sitk/adhi/photo10.jpg
 
pretence

dressed in monk robe
we see you
pressed like rose petals
in book dreams

cloaked in your incense
we inhale your aura
and drink your release
but,
we can't
open our blood
to set you free

for
we can only emulate
your exhale...
 
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mirror mirror

http://i1.tinypic.com/72zul9g.jpg

dressed in monk robe
we see you
pressed like rose petals
in book dreams

cloaked in your essense
we inhale your aura
and drink your release
but,
we can't
open our blood
to set you free

we can only emulate
your exhale...
 
computer me

lick my window
kiss it slowly
shift my icon
intensity squeezed
 
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he loved the flower girl
he said
I must kiss you
he knew...

I saw her sitting in the rain,
raindrops falling on her.
She didn´t seem to care.
She sat there and smiled at me.

And I knew
(I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)
she could make me happy
(happy, happy).
Flowers in her hair,
Flowers everywhere.

I love the flower girl,
Oh, I don´t know just why.
She simply caught my eye.
I love the flower girl,
She seemed so sweet and kind.
She crept into my mind.

I knew I had to say hello
(hello, hello)
She smiled up at me
She took my hand
And we walked
through the park alone

And I knew
(I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)
she could make me happy
(happy, happy).
Flowers in her hair,
Flowers everywhere.

I love the flower girl,
Oh, I don´t know just why.
She simply caught my eye.
I love the flower girl,
She seemed so sweet and kind.
She crept into my mind.

Suddenly the sun broke through
(see the sun).
I turned around she was gone
(where did she go).
And all I had left
Was one little flower from her hair.

But I knew
(I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew)
she had made me happy
(happy, happy).
Flowers in her hair,
Flowers everywhere
!!! GET Cowsills - I Love The Flowe
 
he kissed

her
as he pushed his illusion into her freqency
and she knew
as she always does
he could not hold her in his bottle
he was beneath the power of her
UNIVERSE..
vibrating on empty
 
the power of choice

I know in was God who
left my heart in tact
and for the sake of his glory
I am Back
from ashes of your burned
blather
and a part of me rejoices in the fact
that you wait in dark wings
for him to choose you
not knowing that it was
your choice
you were called but
were not chosen
because you did not
choose the hour of
love and the power
of forgiveness..

http://www.sparrowsnest.com/TheForgivenForgive.jpg

I did not choose YOU...
but I have chosen to forgive ...
 
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deception in blue

pulled into a poetic realm
his words had swooned her
She thought him different than
major tom who tortured
soul of mind and challenged
seeds of sanity
after all he said
he had come to save her
from the brink of oblivion
and she had believed in him
the hardest thing
ever experiecned in her life
was seeing the true nature
of his poetic fantasy
Poet
you were just another
major tom
chanting with forked tongue
she untangled you long
before you felt the slide
and hopes you find
the karma that haunts you...
as you face the beast
reflected from two mirrors

http://www.thoughttheater.com/upload/2006/07/forked_tongue.jpg

just venting....
 
seems to

Remember The Tinman Tracy Chapman
There are locks on the doors
And chains stretched across all the entries to the inside
There's a gate and a fence
And bars to protect from only God knows what lurks outside


Who stole your heart left you with a space
That no one and nothing can fill
Who stole your heart who took it away
Knowing that without it you can't live


Who took away the part so essential to the whole
Left you a hollow body
Skin and bone
What robber what thief who stole your heart and the key


Who stole your heart
The smile from your face
The innocence the light from your eyes
Who stole your heart or did you give it away
And if so then when and why


Who took away the part so essential to the whole
Left you a hollow body
Skin and bone
What robber what thief
Who stole your heart and the key


Now all sentiment is gone
Now you have no trust in no one


Who stole your heart
Did you know but forget the method and moment in time
Was it a trickster using mirrors and sleight of hand
A strong elixir or a potion that you drank


Who hurt your heart
Bruised it in a place
That no one and nothing can heal
You've gone to wizards, princes and magic men
You've gone to witches, the good the bad the indifferent


But still all sentiment is gone
But still you have no trust in no one

If you can tear down the walls
Throw your armor away remove all roadblocks barricades
If you can forget there are bandits and dragons to slay
And don't forget that you defend an empty space


And remember the tinman
Found he had what he thought he lacked
Remember the tinman
Go find your hear and take it back


Who stole your heart
Maybe no one can say
One day you will find it I pray

Remember The Tinman Ringtone

There are locks on the doors
And chains stretched across all the entries to the inside
There's a gate and a fence
And bars to protect from only God knows what lurks outside


Who stole your heart left you with a space
That no one and nothing can fill
Who stole your heart who took it away
Knowing that without it you can't live


Who took away the part so essential to the whole
Left you a hollow body
Skin and bone
What robber what thief who stole your heart and the key


Who stole your heart
The smile from your face
The innocence the light from your eyes
Who stole your heart or did you give it away
And if so then when and why


Who took away the part so essential to the whole
Left you a hollow body
Skin and bone
What robber what thief
Who stole your heart and the key


Now all sentiment is gone
Now you have no trust in no one


Who stole your heart
Did you know but forget the method and moment in time
Was it a trickster using mirrors and sleight of hand
A strong elixir or a potion that you drank


Who hurt your heart
Bruised it in a place
That no one and nothing can heal
You've gone to wizards, princes and magic men
You've gone to witches, the good the bad the indifferent


But still all sentiment is gone
But still you have no trust in no one

say what I was trying to leave behind....:rose:
 
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