blue night
eyes upon heaven
a star, a dream
piercing light
angelic shadow
the penumbra
a-glow
the fringe
a star , a sea
moon swept
circling blue
circling you
copyright 2014 Robin Amaral
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blue night eyes upon heaven a star, a dream piercing light angelic shadow the penumbra a-glow the fringe a star , a sea moon swept circling blue circling you copyright 2014 Robin Amaral
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I have been called a Buddha - kill him I have been called Sufi - sleepless for 1001 nights I have been called an Angel, perhaps - only because I have held one's hand In truth I am a creature of the night a painter of dreams a poet of starlight human I am upon the tightwire of lust and love dancing the fineline of desire and need my passion burns deep within my roar masked by the sun distance and time touch my soul peer into my eyes and burn in the sacred fire of love copyright 2014 Robin Amaral I found her in a poem between the island moon and an ancient sea a claret voice clairvoyant soul Antares piercing the night november rain hallowed legend my sacred dreams I felt her eyes in pure gaze as I listened to the silent stars surreal dreamscape the songs of my heart poured in midnight ink the life blood of love eternal truth copyright 2014 Robin Amaral In the rarefied air of a distant Sunday I fell into a evergreen shadow late, in July upon a barren peak where the sky is a holy blue an empty song , the missing clouds the wind a sting in my ears I , in perspective the daring edge upon these high places of sharp angles and surreal horizons my gaze reaching into the expanse of loneliness there and now, as my mind raced into the Sun wingless my thoughts swirling like the dark water I desperately wished for as I withered under this solemn tree wind torn and bare my thirsty eyes my anxious heart alone and removed my back turned I fought the glare the rushing blur of delirium and faces feeling - everything clinging memories the haunting regret clutched in the hands of those who sank within that sea and I felt the shadow surround me as I pushed my hands into the dust and stone to take root into this earth from a seed of hope where I felt a smile in the bloom of a golden flower twirling in the breeze and I caught my breath as the Sun fell into the evergreen shadows and the sky filled with the music of the stars I rose to the moon as time and will revealed the answer to the secret within my heart ~ Believe copyright 2013 Robin Amaral in the garden of dreams stretched a moonlit shadow of a rose dancing in the eyes of a poet her gentle hands her imagination in bloom she gathered her desires in the golden flame of candlelight and as she lay upon the floor she composed a song of folds and creases whispered love notes tucked under the wings of a 1000 cranes and at night , at moonfall they flew into the heavens and a lotus bloomed within a star as I held a flower to the east and felt the essence of of her heart copyright 2013 Robin Amaral in the sense of seasons there is a rhythm a music of mystery in the wonder of new light in the gold wing reflection of a setting sun in summer blaze or winter still hear the promise of blossoms new to the gentle fall of autumn leaves I feel the dance of the wind through my hair and in the night and in the clear I listen to a moment dear a kiss upon my eyes a path in a dream flowing through my senses and in this season as I sleep under whispers of the stars my love unfolds to her touch across the sea of moon to a place in the soul that guides my heart to her, my love copyright 2013 Robin Amaral between here and there between the glass and silver between maybe and what was between the countless blinks between the seen and unnoticed between the seas and mountains between the spring of seasons and the fall of leaves between loneliness and solitude between a memory and a dream between a heart beat and the twinkle of a star between the silence and the music between you and I copyright 2013 Robin Amaral I stared into the gaze of Venus as she followed the shadow moon into the fire of my eyes I felt her voice calm over the rush of the sea as she curled into the mist tears for my return I stood before her vastness in awe of her lunar verse the poetry of her heart and my own in eternal rhythm and as the night curved around me the wind brushed my soul this adventure of promise guided by a patient star I trace the map of my heart my journey beyond fate I still the night above at this edge of sea and far to tend and move near the warmth of this fire of our love copyright 2013 Robin Amaral in the Art of listening my heart lifted to the surreal blossom of a dream in aqua~marine this precious sea of subtle light ~here I silence my thoughts to feel the purity the halo of a precious moment to open and gently surround me in the language of the soul ~ meaning I felt her whisper in the shadow of her eyes the essence of ~ this spilling from her lips the poetry within the everything with ~ in you and I copyright 2013 Robin Amaral by the water before the quiet black I touch the stillness a ripple stretching in prismatic bands drifting upon this sea within my eyes an eastern star brilliant truth I listen to the secrets of the night whispers of the soul the lips of Anahata my heart beating in sacred rhythm of the lucid wings of love copyright 2013 Robin Amaral |
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