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l. the Forest's lull
07:44
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(Companion poetry)
From here I can hear under the blue. The sighing voice of the forest as it’s brushed by the hand of a windy lover. Welling up, I heave just the same, as your lunar heart lets down it’s atramentous and argent gossamer to billow all around.
I reach out to caress loose celestial strands dipping through the trees. A string of which only my deepest crimsons hear the sound. I gently sink as dark lulling clouds well up and swirl in, swallowing the silver.
From here I can hear under the blue. I think the insects are starting, I think the insects are starting to sing...
About you.
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ll. Lapul Lazulia
22:55
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(Companion poetry)
ll. Lapul Lazulia
A lolling colossus of light…
Pouring itself over a stillness softly sleeping
Deep forested life cradled by canopy and caressed by sighing ether
Lull as a taciturn tower blooms before the gaze of the green
Born of a dream stirring just behind the perception of pause
Lucent fingers of a lambent hand
Brush through the flora that clings the spire
Abstract arms silently splay through looming arcades
and ringing hanging gardens
Strips of lonely light billow like sheer
Casement curtains kissed by the sighs of a forest spirit
Fain to graze a floating garden bed
The central sleeping ground of the infinite
Auric air hangs as heavy as the heart
Save for the glint of a thousand amber freckles
and the cling of mosaic moss and blossom
Flesh of dancing mud and lapis
Cascades at the gleaming touch
Emerald blossom eyes and florid heat bloom
Hair like flowing blood
Dances with pearled sighs heaved
All are textures smeared and swirling
Underneath ripples that dissipate gleam into glint
and turn the surface floriferous
Stillness drinks deep
and earthly and arboreal limbs weep slow
As the impression swims
A lolling colossus of light
You spoke to me and said…
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lll. Stargazer's lament
10:55
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(Companion poetry)
I've been so lost, I've been so sunken. Dreaming and drowning in a silken sea. Gazing at the stars that twist aloft a dark, faintly purple veil of dreams.
I long to quiver, I long to dissipate. Swirling in an alluring aether carried by a wind so sweet. Far, far away from this existence so indelicate.
Such transcendence could only be my return, to your world of such beauty. Oh and if it were so aligned, I could live never longing to die.
Alas…
From way out here I sense a gleaming. I wonder, if you can see me...
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watergarden Laurel, Maryland
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