I feel the very precense of your energy
I know not why you come
Especially for me
I want you to be the old love
Come back with passion's fire
Compassion in your every breath
But I know that is a lie
Sweet mystery who speaks to me
Can you repair this heart
Have you come to tempt my spirit
Bring back to it the spark
The essence it's been missing
It's passion in a void
The wonton full spontaneity
That somehow goes ignored
Can you wish me into focus
With a promise that will keep
Can you rock me into midnight
Hold me tightly while I sleep
Or sing me into heaven
Pronounce my every sigh
Never leave me lonely
And never make me cry
Mystery love of passion's call
Why do you come for me
Do you come within a miracle
Or do you come to watch me bleed?
I haven't had the fortune of reading or writing much of anything barring a snippet here and there that I share with a special soneone. This is special Susan. It speaks only too well to life and what can happen to a relationship left untended, and not always by the gardener who only wished to reap the fruits. Instead, the tender must deal with the return of an untrustworthy seed risking the heart, if dared.
So wonderful to read you again. Have you yet made that journey back to your beloved Savannah on a more permanent basis?
~Taylor
Susan, Such wonderful work here. I loved how I just wanted to keep on reading what you have written..It flows so beautifully and it is filled with passionate offerings..Very well done, my friend!
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Watch me bleed
or cause me to bleed -
Anothers true intentions are
often hidden in this world. At
one time or another we can all become
victims of anothers guiles.
"Sweet mystery who speaks to me"
"sing me into heaven"
I love these lines ...
Excellent Belle ...
richard
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Thank you for the kind words. I miss you and YES!! I have arrived home and the landing was divine!
Susan
So wonderful to read you again. Have you yet made that journey back to your beloved Savannah on a more permanent basis?
~Taylor
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Ron
or cause me to bleed -
Anothers true intentions are
often hidden in this world. At
one time or another we can all become
victims of anothers guiles.
"Sweet mystery who speaks to me"
"sing me into heaven"
I love these lines ...
Excellent Belle ...
richard
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I love this write. Very well done!!
Sandie Angel :o)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D
Hold me tightly while I sleep
Or sing me into heaven
I love these verses and the passion inspiring the whole poem, Susan. Love and best wishes,
Regis