You are my dark turned to bright, the day into my light. A vision of splendour to my lights, light.
You are my perfect sentiment.
I could hear the human noise as were standing still in between the spaces of silence.
Tell me you're truth. I'm listening.
I sit under the weeping willow to watch the hanged man divine his truth.
May I be awoken by the thunder of Zeus & touched by his lighting. It only need strike once. Once is enough to ignite the soul with purpose.
The moon had never been as bright as the shine it was granting the sky with, committing every moment until sunrise.
Machinations are divined. Response is by nature, nurture, experience and if sought peer pressure. You are the owner of free will. Choose.
Happiness is being emerged in thoughts of you.
There is sanctity in knowing, being, wanting, feeling all of everything for you.
The immortal gods, the deities will rise, they will fall but none will live beyond the wall. Prometheus, knows love & saves them all.
I am awake and witness to the beauty that resides behind you're soulful eyes of intent. Become my impaler.
Even a grain of sand united with an oyster can make a pearl.
I want to drink the knowledge of Pythagorus's theorem.
Pave the path for a more righteous life.
May the four winds gather & disperse the strength to grant me with all the same blessings once bestowed upon the goddess of Olympus.
Lying down gazing at the cerulean blue-black sky, she slid her hands down to intertwine her fingers with his. "I love you," she whispers.
In search of Magnum opus - perhaps you were divined to be mine.
Fulfil my wishes, Obey my commands.
Soul mates recognise one another's vibration. They instantly fuse to the life force that surrounds their core of being.
The thought of you makes my days brighter and my nights filled with dreams.
