Lady of our Love

ImaginariumImaginarium Regular
edited July 2010 in Life
Grace refined and Hope multiplied incessantly until Punishment cried
Understanding held hands with Sympathy while Antipathy decided to hide
The blossoms of Beauty disrobed in the baths of the light Divine
And in the peaks of Wisdom most fine, Devotion shared a glass of wine
Until the sun set and the snow fell and all the aspects of our Lady dreamed
Then all was silent, a void shadowed us and that was it, or so it seemed.

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  • ImaginariumImaginarium Regular
    edited July 2010
    Oh, I had another one I wanted to share.

    Captivated, Fascinated, Decimated

    A tantalizing tautology, a subject-object duality, a blood-lust feeding frenzy
    Contemplating kinesthetic commands, hand raised and fist balled at thee.
    There! In your eye a light (-or is it a diamond-) hypnotizes me
    Until once again you are all that I can think of, talk of, or see.
    Fatigue overtakes my memory until I forget my individuality
    Anger gives way to honesty, in retrospect I see my multiplicity
    All the deception was a distraction disguising love's density.
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