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The cause and effect.

Oh how did I forget to put the honey on the womb that was the atonement to your aliveness? Your spliced solace 

Combined like terms

And you get I.

With you it was a mistake gone right.

A cold case found 

A rebound

Rebooting the hard drive we thought it was the sound.

It was.

Our truths not told so it was heard in third parties,

Lowly is the man who has nobody.

Friends forever broken down,

passion ignited was the beginning of the end to a union that was suppose to last forever.

Our forever was momentarily infinite.

Parasites to the mental capacity to see beyond our way of thinking left us like this.

 Creative mind ceased,

Yet the memory keeps the juices flowing.

Finding love in a hopeless place put me in a position to be truly loved.

To know what it felt like.

Life ain’t so easy as they say 

And situations ain’t so stationary as envoys 

I was employed

To invite you to a branch of lighthearted comfort and familiarity.

You served as an editor of what Self worth meant to me,

I see the God in me,

All thanks to you.

Appreciation is an understatement 

I appreciate this current present.

To love and be loved so perfectly aligned 

I never could of dream of such sweetness.

The cause and effect. 

Going through the dark to see the light.

You made it all possible.

I thank you for your wisdom.

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Reflections

Ever tried seeing their soul Instead of their mistakes Evert tried listening to their voice Instead of their stories Every shout of anger attack Every cry at night they had Every moment they tried to laugh But failed after a thousand attempt crap It’s a reflection of their deep soul A reflection of every word […]

https://mysteriousromanticism1.wordpress.com/2016/01/02/reflections/

Bare (so be endlessly you.)

Bare eyes.
That’s why they cry
Nothing to hold them in
Only bacteria is streaming in

Bare soul.
Covered by lies and black holes
Torn at the waist
The universe already made its destiny
as if it was laced.

Bare heart.
As if this was arranged from the start
Since birth you were meant to be hurt
So pain is ideally made to perpetuate life’s dirt.

However,

Bare eyes
You mustn’t look as if you are
about to continuously die.
Life must be chosen to be lived because
who knows where we will end.
So please give your beauty another reason to begin.

Bare heart
why must you be so cold where your warmth is mercilessly hard to start?
Please ensure your love for humanity is real so adapt and commune to your compassion.
And at the end of each and every day always uplift yourself to the One who presides in heaven.

Bare soul
There is no way you can be made out of coal.
You are here for a reason so your fervor isn’t pursuant to your accolades
It’s those silent gestures your innate being suggest you may be developing into an actual saint.

So don’t be so hard on yourself because
those bare eyes are beautiful regardless of how little hair you have covering them.

Your bare heart that needs repairing, let it fall into a routine that loves yourself so that you are that higher whole number partaking in a sum.

What a soul you must have to be so selfless you rather cry your way out to see how you’ll make it without leaving the sun.

So with that said and done, simply put,

Be endlessly you.

One can only assume

I see stars and beautifully wrapped gift sets
And we all wish we can find that surest safe bet.
One can only assume,
That perhaps his actions showed u that he’s not ready just yet.

Emotionally scarred hearts who is our modern day empaths
The ones that aren’t afraid to swim pass sea level to see what God has
Yet one can only assume
So we tend to hide our star struck tears by our forced laughs.

Expectations are role calls we don’t necessarily like to follow
We fallibly live up to them because the words we had, we swallowed.
One can only assume,
That in truth we still try to chase them bc we know a deeper surface and n ur curiosity hangs off my halo.

See Inspiration is more inspiring when God placed two naked souls together to be explored.
How incredibly elicit can our minds roam if we decide to aesthetically run after each other’s lures.
Only one can assume,
That our passion could possibly be a benchmark of lovemaking where it saves who simply endure.

Live in this assumption where our adoration is stemmed
Being free is priceless if the price is not for the benefit of them
It’s only for us,
And one can only assume that we morph exponentially, as if you are me and I am him.

:: hanging on your words

I see these endless possibilities,
yet I have dedicated my life to giving you unconditional second chances.

And I was confident in staying in my place because you have taught me well.

Your ambiguous love had no specific meaning.

Your common speech held common ground.

Unfortunately your commas between your common words never held any sound.

You’re desired to be my completed thought but you didn’t believe in punctuation.

So your sophistication was just infiltration.

And I’m still hanging on to every word you used for me.