Carriage
Wine sweet wine,
No truth is told in cruelty,
They’ve told you fragments of lies and,
Lies can’t be whole, here.
Where there is torment,
There is also judgment.
Who is the judge though?
Observing or believing so?
They help themselves,
You help me,
I left them free,
What is it worth to me?
Veils are beautiful only be-cause,
They look for something in them.
Not in them,
For as long it’s identified elsewhere, browse.
Regardless of sides,
Crying some days,
Tears are washing old notions,
Love isn’t cruel,
Truthful it may…
~My language is Love,
My touch is gentle,
My approach
relentless,
For I know Whom I
want…~
Eventful.
I’ve seen it all,
Not all through your eyes yet,
Saved it for Love,
Saved it for Complementing,
Without taking it from you, Above.
Fast or Slow,
Love you, Love to Feel,
‘What-ever’ you call Love…
Bullying me twists of partials stories,
Not new.
Transmitting Ideas and Hiding others,
So only they can see,
The Love between you and me,
But not us, aqui…
Controversy to sabotage,
“Miracles” of mirage,
For the chocolate We
spoke of,
Hasn’t been made yet,
Carri-age.
Nothing more unkind to the heart yet,
I can Think of plenty of unkindness,
Plenty of candles,
Wanting the same,
They dream of taking from me,
But I have no name…
Not knowing I’ve
given equally,
Have they?
Have He?
Have you kept your heart clean,
When they weave to torture me?
Wanting nothing,
Saying nothing,
Justification for explanation,
Remember, vultures can’t sing…
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