If Midnight Had A Voice
If Midnight Had A Voice
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if midnight had a voice
would it sound like a soft whisper of the ancients
and if memories carried meanings
they would be carried in the stories that shimmer in your eyes
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life lingers long within moments of you
i wake to find myself intertwined with this soul
the vitality that holds bittersweet thoughts
i could cry tears into a a lake of longing
as your being speaks sounding against the indigo sky
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obscure dreams fill my sleep
i find the reflection of you
in this mirror, in this echo of time
as i take each moment into myself
lost in the lachrymose of quiet voices
each vision filled with the sweet taste of honey
as it lingers like wine in a glass,
as it lingers like the delicate sent of flowers
in the summer nite air
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i discover myself enraptured
in worshipful listening
to your book of introspections and momentary ectasies
that carry themselves into a world of their own
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i stand here watching the sun and moon collide
remaining here to trace the steps of the path you have traveled
and in my mind a sentiment brought to me
as the soft echo of your soul as it sings
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in this reverie i am infused in the embraces of bodily love
my breath taken away by the beauty thats come before me
as the dew of pleasure cascades like waterfalls
i am adrift in this misshaped tide
as her waves crash against the shore of my life
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and in this trice of time i wait
to touch you ,to adore you, to hold you away in my heart
if i lost my my way would you lead me back to this sacred place
or watch as my labored breathing searched to find its self
finding balance in all these things you have given to me
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i am captivate by the subtle grace reflected in your eyes
and in utterance i whisper the glimpse of you i precieve
within the waves of this gentle tide.............
