True Love

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    True Love



    Echoe within my ear.

    Drown out reality.

    Convince me of rationality,

    become my epiphany.

    I presented to you my soul,

    upon a silver plated platter.

    An essence standing still...

    as if chapters even mattered.

    What dreams may come? unbroken...

    glittering loudly within the night sky.

    Released from the pit of ones stomach...

    like the arrival of an oppressed cry.

    Desperation begets madness,

    lonliness begets fear...

    the subtraction of your presence begets the completion of my tears.

    But shhh...the voice is subtle , quiet creeping into my core.

    speaking of virgin territory...

    left by patrons to explore.

    I tiptoe into the distance,

    the bellies of birds arrest my veiw.

    A sight witnessed by many, but only felt by a unique few.

    I have been selected, chosen, blessed and spirit cleansed...

    peace surrounds my being,

    aqua twilight accents my end.

    Ill dive into the ocean , my promises my breathes to breathe.

    My kingdom now awaits me , a concept the weak shall not conceive.

    The warmth of light becomes me ...

    I shall soar beyond above.

    I'm a soldier... in my prime... I fight the good fight fueled by love.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Glendaly’s Poems (9)

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