Coming, a force unrivaled,
Power that can’t be denied,
The world we know unravelled,
And then simply brushed aside.
What sits in place thereafter,
Of this none can be certain,
To try and court disaster,
But let not fall the curtain.
What waits beyond shambhala?
A love so pure and numbing,
To stay awhile, inshallah,
And know the waves are coming.
Upon our first rendezvous,
Our fated spirits meeting,
Whence our lips touch, dejavu,
However be it fleeting.
Your hand in mine homecoming,
Our fates forever entwined,
The tides of love succumbing,
By God and faeries designed.
To touch your lips transcending,
In our hearts a whole kingdom,
A world that is unending,
Shared pillow to dream upon.
Passing it seems fatefully,
To love and long and sever,
To please God most greatfully,
To touch your lips not ever.
Brush so close our destiny,
But choose only the mundane,
Love stretching through history,
What wonders it could contain.
Relinquish your attachments,
Hear Angel’s trumpets massing;
Heralding our contentment,
Or else resigned to passing.
Stranger still a resonance,
A link that remained unseen,
Our hearts held fast tremulous,
A song to our souls serene.
Love that defies expression,
That is but one and many,
All things at our discretion,
Lover, friend to make merry.
In you I find confidence,
Share my heart without danger,
We float on God’s providence,
Put your hand in mine stranger.
Grateful, I am beholden,
Love through time and space echoed,
Through God I am emboldened,
To him I feel a debt-owed.
Please my love wouldst remember,
Our spirits were once married,
To this we must surrender,
My love, be you not worried.
I have come not roguishly,
To steal more than my plateful,
Your love and your progeny,
For that I am most grateful.
Glory my love, reverence,
To kiss thine lips I adore,
To weigh lust with temperance,
To give life, divine succor.
Your eyes wide and bountiful,
Your heart the deepest wellspring
Your soul pure and fanciful,
Your lips a muted bee-sting.
For you I will champion,
A life of noble story,
With you, our days halcyon,
To live in timeless glory.
Sleeper you must awaken,
For your true love is waiting,
Her faith in love unshaken,
A kiss divine, worth fating.
I’ve come my love, forever,
Beside me here, sit awhile,
Our bond none could dissever,
Our union none could defile.
Nay this world nor avalon,
No one could love you deeper,
Your face, last I lay-eyes-on,
One more time cherished sleeper.
Follow this path becoming,
Our right and truest persons,
This blessed love homecoming,
Before our longing worsens.
Sinking, fading, fastening,
Our spirits melding, fusing,
A future we’re fashioning,
Whence we were gladly losing.
Those lives freely sacrifice,
On the altar we hallow,
Stars, moon, we your acolyte,
Guide us and we shall follow.
Slowly it is unveiling,
A world that we birthed anew,
Where peace and love prevailing,
Flooding our every sinew.
I long for your perspective
To see the world rose tinted,
To hang on your invective,
To feel your warmth just hinted.
This world we’ll find together
Trusting eachother wholly,
Finding our home wherever,
This path we tread so slowly.
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