Paradox

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Mystic Form, Spiritual Plight

Such ghostly texture: such plight. I collapse—the crisis of
Faith. And such clarity, my blemished...

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We Perish Immortal, my Love

We perish immortal, my love; for we have danced the mystic
Lore. Thus inflection, the shade of...

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Upon a Trefoil, my Love...

Upon a trefoil, my love—crimson tears. And saintly eyes, my
Demonic curse. The soul, flushed with...

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I Perish to Comfort such...

I perish to comfort such sorrow. She’s a breathless maze. Her
Eyes speak the dream. Her tears pray...

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paradoxical

within the stillness of the moving world lies the movement of its traffic.

sound can only travel...

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The Wounds of Love

I totter, my love—inflicted by such affection. For you dare to
Paint the future. Thus needled within...

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Paradox, Love & Pain

Saintly ambrosia. My salient panic. Anxiety fills the lungs.
I love you, stipple of my soul. Thus, I...

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My Love, My Affliction

The majesty of such chaos. Alive in my affliction. Musing
Upon unborn passions. My love, sagacity in...

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Life's Shovel Or Her...

Either be use to remove
What has already been dug
Or become the lady's man
To commence...

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Mystic Darkness

Such darkness, enveloped in light. It’s the doctrine of intangibility.
It’s the pulse of the soul,...

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The Affection of Paradox

~~What is such love and abandonment! Abed I ponder the
Affection of paradox. It’s both a blissful...

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Multicolored Love

~~Love is ever in development. My sore sings to its misery.
And my heart fawns for its joy. It’s the...

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Love III

~~Oh the splendor of love, despite its reciprocation. It moves
The soul, a sacred inspiration, an...

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Love’s Paradox II

Morning dew has glazed my emotions. I’m intoxicated with

Afflatus. She has infused my psyche unto...

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Love’s Paradox

What’s the path, my love?—for ours is the calligraphy of

Spirit. Thus, through love we taste the...

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I..

I..

Part of the sun, part of the moon, is the pain that remained sheltered.

It's getting hot, it's...

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A Person called Love III

Diagnose my soul. It’s aflame for Love:

Its pulse, frequency and reciprocation.

The...