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Yin and Yang

Sunlight streaks across silken waves
As the bluest skies span across the day
Whispering breezes alight and dance around
Laughter, quiet and soft pressing into the ground
Another moment of blissful reentry
Another loss of a morning spent in reprieve
And as the sun braves the day, I drift off again
So content, so happy, so complacent
In your arms

And as the sun sets upon another goodnight
And the fires of dreams come out and take flight
Into stratospheres of perfection so pure, so real
Everything makes sense, the truest way to feel
Is lost inside and finally free of it all
Tripping over nothing and savoring the fall
So perfect in the reflections of angel wings
The moon glows with fires that the sun alone brings

They dance in the sky, the moon and the fire
As if the moon wishes to fly, but can get no higher
Following his star with a mournful crying out
And the sun paints the way to follow without doubt
In orbit she spins, painting streaks of fire and light
And the moon pereseveres, through the cold and the night
Seeking only her solace, her warmest embrace
Ignoring the whispers below of some race
So dark without her, radiant in her gaze
So cold inside, the moon wishes only to blaze
To reflect just a sliver of her beauty to behold
So as she cannot stay, he must follow, he knows

And as lovers embrace, often glimpsed in dreams
The moon absorbs all the light his sun brings
The world stops for a moment, when they chance to entwine
The darkness the moon's world shared for a moment of time
Still she cannot stay, and he must follow once more
And he will, eternally seeking her shores
She is his solace, his comfort, his only hope of light
Without her everything is darkness and pain and black night
Millions of miles, and he reaches across the void
The trembling, fragile hope of a damaged little boy
The sun smiles her smile and dances her dance
And the moon cannot help but follow again, entranced

The sun paints her moon brightest colors of life
She offers him hope of an end to the night
She wishes to stay, but the choice is not her own
She never outruns him, just waits for him to come home
The moments are too brief, the need for each other too great
Such a beautiful love trapped in a hopelessly doomed fate
So she dances away again, promising the moon her heart
And she chokes back the tears as his world falls apart
And he follows forlornly, she lights the sky for his smile
Just biding her time until she can be his alone for a while
She offers all she can to help on his steep uphill slope
The brightest good mornings and nights to bolster his hope
She lights the world about which he must remain
Promising there will be beauty after his tears make the rain
Breaking the storms of his temper left alone
Guiding the way and promising she will always be his home
For she needs him as much as he needs her light
She needs rest and reprieve from the onslaught of night
And he reflects her love so well, so perfectly
The only recompense, and he gives so willingly
SO she paints him good morning, and bids him fondest night
And he follows his heart, and reflects her love back, just as bright

And they dance together, so unaware of it all
So caught up in the chase and the dance, the ball
Of the universe playing music so complete and so true
And the world stands in awe of the power of the two
So perfectly complimented, so complete in their way
So the moon guards the night while his sun is away
And the sun paints him tomorrow a bright hope of peace
And they dance and embrace and eclipse and release

Tomorrow

Hello beautiful smile, eyes so blue, clear skies of rain

Shaming the sun with a smile and I can breathe again

Good morning across fields of softest porcelain

Warmest breeze of life caressing my ear as the day begins


I get so lost in the mirrors of a tortured soul

This wandering misery has finally found a home

So afraid of tomorrow, will it promise it's real?

Falling so far, so fast, lost in the blur, in the wheel

The sky burns streaks of passion and release

King of my little universe, and for a moment at peace

Everything's so clear, and something seems right

Lost in a glorious morning after the coldest night


Hello beautiful smile, eyes so blue, clear skies of rain

Shaming the sun with a smile and breathing again

Good morning, caressing fields of softest porcelain

The zephyr of life teasing my ear as the day begins


Butterflies migrating north as the world resurrects

Such warmth and a charm that steals every breath

Losing it all in a rush, just to find I have everything

No more solitude for this little finally somebody

The sky hides behind velvet, black and obscure

And the air all around seems a little more pure

Another day gone, will tomorrow promise me

That it's real, that it's mine, that I may safely sleep?


Hello beautiful smile, eyes so blue, clear of rain

Shaming the sun with your smile as my heart beats again

Good morning, my fingers across fields of softest porcelain

Caressing my ar with a kiss, another day gone as it begins


Hello beautiful blue eyes as I greet the day with a smile

Shaming the sun as I breathe in your scent for awhile

The Jester and the Queen

The Jester enters the court with  trip and a bow

Making a fool of himself and laughing with the crowd

Settling down on the floor, in the shadows, stage left

The Queen catches his eye in the hall, stealing his breath


A sarcastic smile and a twinkle in her eyes

Beneath the chandeliers, a thousand blazes of light

Reflections of something more playing across her face

Such a singular focus and a nameless grace


The Jester rises to his feet as they follow of their own accord

As her Majesty begs off from the ball, wandering off as if bored

Moonlight fills a courtyard where music softly plays

She dances on her own, the Jester can't help his gaze

So beautiful as she moves, flowers bow jealously

The Jester's hands clutch his chest as he struggles to breathe


A beautific smile when she closes her eyes

Swaying in time beneath a milion star's light

The breezes caressing her hair, brushing her face

Lost among the petals, flawless in her grace


The Jester gasps as she falls, crumpling to the ground

Dashing through pathways while nothing stirs all around

His breath catches, his heart stops, as he draws near

The Queen's eyes are wide and bright, brimming with tears

She laughs harder as he colors, suddenly so ashamed

Rising swiftly to her feet, she stops him as he bows away

Offering her hand with a grin, mischievous incarnate

The music gently fades back in, slow and sedate

Hand in hand, they weave through a space neither sees

Her head comes to rest on his shoulder, nearly buckling his knees

Her scent overwhelming his mind as she presses in closely

The heat intensifies as they sway to the beat


The image of perfection as he gets beyond lost in her eyes

Two alone in the brightest of star-filled nights

Reflected souls joined for a moment of perfect grace

And the Jester gets so lost in the curves of her face


As the music fades away, their feet come at last to rest

His hands trembling slightly, her breath heating his chest

The Jester closes his eyes, allowing himself to dream

Just a small place in time, he alone with his Queen

Her face greets his eyes as they open just in time

To see her steal his heart with a kiss and empty his mind

Such a sweet torture, he can find no will to refuse

He knows nothing can happen, not now, not we two

But her flesh is so soft, so warm, pressed against

HIs resolution crumbles, and he surrenders to this

Passion unseemly, the stars smile down knowingly

And the Jester takes every gift of a moment gratefully

Her lips burning into his soul as it cries out in elation

Nails biting softly into his neck, meeting no hesitation

Such a cruel game she plays, for a game it must be

No future can exist, save for a Jester and his Queen

He knows without thought, without doubt, he is hers

To know and not have, or not know, which is worse?

A dance and a kiss and his heart is no longer his own

The Queen claims dominion, his soul as her throne

She rules uncontested as his will fades away

The Jester's tongue forms protest and begs her to stay

The tempo rises swiftly, the moments far too short

All is fire and phoenix and le petit mort

Small death, the price of a love disallowed

The Queen re-enters the ball, mingling with the crowd


A beautiful smile when no one else can see

The Queen's inner light flares radiantly

She closes her eyes and see her Jester's face

And remembers the dance, the passion, the embrace


The Jester stumbles into the court and bows in haste

He hides a smile, locking eyes with the Queen, seeming chaste

She smiles her smile, the light of mischief again in her eyes

The Jester glancesup and his eyes widen in surprise

The music softly swells as the Queen commands

And she gently steadies the Jester's trembling hands

The room fades away as he gazes into clear blue pools

Shivers course his spine as she whispers in his ear, "help me rule?"

always too late i would seem, i find myself in need of awareness a cool and collected second opinion of my own self- conscience reflected back at me through the lines and the lies i tell myself i see that i have cut myself off from what makes me whole i removed the breath i take every morning when i wake i removed my reason to believe in hope it was never worth it though it seemed okay at the time and i deluded myself into believing myself was fine i cauterized the wounds and the ignorance with liquid fire and i ripped my sould to pieces before me i stabbed the little boy that hoped for more i destroyed my own sanity all over nothing to show and nothing to look forward to quite the salesman i am for my own happiness a bottle and a moment and a word i can't remember and i am alone as i have not been since i was complete and the hardest part of every now is the knowing that i did this to myself that i put me here that i nailed the coffin from the inside that i raped the hope i had held dear for so long I AM THE BASTARD NEMESIS OF MY OWN SALVATION i would hate, if hate would help, but hate only hurts i think I have hurt enough i think it's time to stop hurting others and focus on who is to blame to lay the finger opf judgment appropriately and to rout the wicked cur of this mortal coil and send him back where he belongs alone and so far away that he can no longer hurt those he will always love the most the ones he alienated all for a bottle and a moment he can't remember
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