Deliverance is music and splendor We go beyond the chaos We open up to other innocences
Our desires live inside inaccesible gardens where the trees have no root, where the plants sing of freedom and infinity fringes the latticed flowers on the gate, open to all pollen, bittersweet with the flavors of distant fruits
we’ve circled one another for so long hesitant, reticent, waiting for all defenses to fall, the hunger in us grows through tomorrow like a vine strangling fear; we are for each other no strangers to ritual; our candles and memories are omens, our longing becoming prayer…
we barely speak this language of love; that improbable existence of luminous joy is not for him, the philosopher, nor for me, his poet, we offer to others what we deny ourselves while dreaming for too long, defenses one by one burning from the center of Self reaching for the horizon, our hearts embracing before the suffering Light, our hearts bathed and washed in waters of love’s benediction; placed along shores where the fires ravage our fierce dreams, inaugerating that which is not yet in us
I am Streaming silent Radiant longing; I am streaming helpless prayers I am pretending to tear down all the fragile dams so tenderly built to protect your precious treasures
I love your mind’s measures, it’s restless order calls to me, come to follow and I will take your lead take me to our love that brings us to meet in temples where the sun still sleeps in ancient stillness among tombs,
I love your reason’s wise madness, I love how it breaks and re-constitutes me into your architecture of passion, this is the price of your love saved up and mine taken at the cost of my life,
You living like a lonely child inside the pit of my heart, I love you even when I am a veil of rain inside your laughing eyes, I love you with purest unity, portioned without cut and without any returning to my destiny
I love how your love takes us to the sharp dangerous edges of your soul, nearby, our guardian angels bend down in blessings as every safety promised by God is allowed and made manifest under your stern gaze, and I inside your heart, this is where I sleep, forever here.
Blushed eyelids, stripes of kohl.. Colors of stigmata inside caved silences violet stained red, horizons of absence, this world is not mine
The trees of Eden do not grow in this Garden and the soft breaths and the heaving bosoms of flowers ignore my begging, claiming, but yes!, you are the fruit of roots growing out of deep nights descending the blind stars
Oh great Mother Night! daughter of Mercy, pity
our mechanical Egyptian arms, our drunken glass eyes turned to the walls, reading hieroglyphs between the drawings, laughter reigns over this underground cavern of souls our days of invention crashing soundlessly our earthenware bearing resemblance to the shamelessness of all shareable destructions
The curve of your laughter draped around my heart, dancing and sweet the halo of time resting and safe, so safe that I no longer remember all that I know; your eyes see me in the day dancing with the falling leaves
At night you are my halo ring the moon among the dews upon the soul of time, a night cradle and safe because your eyes see me I become the wind in the reeds, the fragance of the bees’ honeys
Your Mithra wings covering the world in light extending over the sky, the sea and all skies and seas because your eyes have seen me I become the source of all colors, and fragrances hatched in brooding aurorae nestled in the straws of the stars, and now I know how each day depends on innocence, the whole world depends on our pure eyes and all of our blood flowing into the seeing of this world
More beautiful than the winds Who by their silky back-and-forth Weave hope into destiny; And never has the hope launched Any man’s wager as high as the vital illusion Who rides his flight on the wings of the vulture.
If death can fly for the sake of stealing, is there anything that life, for the sake of dying, could not do?
I was accidentally for no reason logged out of my account, Ionwhitepoetry, right in the middle of customizing it!
I cannot remember the email account password to the email account I used to register Ionwhitepoetry and since I used Protonmail I’m unable to retrieve that password, due to protonmail’s unique security feature, I.e., either remember the password or lose the account.
I did try to recover my Ionwhitepoetry account but that was impossible since one must (apparently) have a premium wordpress in order to recover or reset a wordpress account and password.
It’s a little frustrating but perhaps for the best, starting over is what it is. Usually good things come from this though. I hope my followers will refollow me!