Going To The Grave Generating Growth (for my Tree Of Life)
By knightmirror
your hazel eyes
captivate my soul speaking of her pain
in
wordless wonders
i unintentionally produced
due to
issues of trust
tangling thoughts
complicating sight
of passion and beauty
blossoming from her heart
extravagently
woven
with blacklight
lessons
sending a purifying
pollen
giving me life with each breath
i inhale from her presence
what a priviledge
blinded by the prisoned
past
gone with every sunrise
dawning on doubt
lingering
like a veil of pollution
hazing hindsight with anger
for the hurt i treasure
to feel alive
she subliminally
and subconciously
kisses my tarnished halo
then wipes tears from
my wings
painting the sky
in crystalline and amethyst
sensual smiles
asking for nothing in return
but me
to once again allow trust
to scurry
throughout
unities trellice
to release the spirit
of yesterday
then finally join her
in embracing this
moment knocking
on our futures
eternity
closing
the curtains behind me
opening windows to listen
to wholehearted
whispers
allowing our aura's roots
to penetrate
seeded
promises
intertwining innocence
still
alive in
faith uwavering
on the waves
of temptation
slowly i saturate
in sensitivities
sorrows
(L)earning
(O)thers
(V)alued
(E)motions
will you forgive me
as i give myself
to you
(F)orever
(A)lways
(T)hroughout
(E)ternity