Wednesday, March 6, 2013

A letter to my Valentine... Never sent (Play write)


Tis youth that bringith forth limitation
Common mores't so the rebellion in my soul
To withstand tides that wash men over and drown them in hopelessness
destined to the rocks beneath the bluffs
Doomed and drowning in tear soaked sands of a tilting glass counting away our lives
Yet what follows in my letter to you as is result of your love.



Purple haze, breakfast orange breaks through the eyes of a blue born infant day's horizon.
Here'th top of an empire steadfast and strong, fortified and concrete,
Staring out at the world and ocean waves of people flooding the streets beneath
Nor failure, epic tragedy nor sad tale of defeat.

Strong currents of wind and thin air wishing to tear me down.
Still the strength that echos through my soul.
Trembles here very pillars of this society
Bestowith a glory within me
So vast that it lights up the skies that surround me
Impossible, improbable yet most of all inspired
I am but Seated far beyond the misery
Yet compelled by sweat and brow.

Tis my world and the foundation I have laid!
Shall'tl be taken by any force .
Heret'h upon my thrown I realize this price paid
I have seated myself beyond the reach of what would taketh to plund mine heart.
Tis but to protect you and you in'it.

For many a day and oft to believe I am but man.
As I lay twath build and brick here with mine emotion
Unto each brick his own.
Effort, commitment and devotion
Clay, martyr and pillars to the very foundation.
Oth it be washed away
Tis to house our hearts in unification.

I long for you.
I realize the state of detriment my heart is in
Sit to count the blades of grass
As the wind blows the notes
Sad violins through the meadow
Watch the lilies sway
With midnight dew covered in a dark night's starfall
Together we shall dance
Upon the lakes and untouched worlds of our undying love
If only for a moment
Beith the moment a lifetime

Tis romance of presence
The awareness of awe
Bringing forth a discovery
That souls are made in pairs

The soul i speak of live within your eyes
For are they not the reason i care?
Do your eyes not speak louder than your lips at times
And does my heart then not listen to your cry
Am i than not carved from the same branch
Were we at birth then only separated by the arch of our unity?

So then here i stand as that lone baron tree
Out in the field where nothing grows
I warn you
Do not come here and do not weep
I was carved to live in these conditions
You are not to be tainted by setting foot on this blighted soil
So go forth and flourish
I shall stand here in the distance
And smile upon what we could have been
Be happy and live

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