Seraphs Sang
When my eyes beheld your face, heaven's light aroused my mind,
When your voice would call me, seraphs sang, the stars aligned.
When you gently touched me, so did the white-hot divine,
When you softly loved me, my life became defined.
To be near you, the stars plunged from the sky,
To be near you, the angels did fall awry.
To touch your heart, no price too great to pay,
To kiss your lips, I'd give my life away.
You left the world, and the hallowed light faded into black,
You left the world, song turned discord, wails of the demoniac.
The morning comes, but the daybreak sun it will not rise.
The night still falls, stars shine in memory of your eyes.
You left the world, my voice won't sing, my eyes can't see,
My heart bleeds, broken, there is nothing left of me.
You left the world, you took the flowers and the trees,
You took the life, the blood, and left me on my knees...
When my eyes beheld your face, heaven's light aroused my mind,
When your voice would call me, seraphs sang, the stars aligned.
When you gently touched me, so did the white-hot divine,
When you softly loved me, my life became defined.
Feel the Fire
Don't you need to feel the fire -
To feel this life's complete?
Don't you want to hold the heart
That burns for you with searing heat?
In you lives a poet's soul,
It shows clearly in your eyes -
In your veins the blood of wolves;
How can you compromise?
Your face is that of God above,
From your lips music flows;
Kings would die to touch your heart,
On the stars your beauty does impose.
There is a fire that burns for you -
It burns for you alone.
Keeping time with heaven's host,
It's love it does bemoan.
To see the future's hand I went
Deep into the wildest wood.
I sat with moonstone in my mouth
Till in that light I understood.
Child of love and child of light,
My soul belongs to you;
Night and day I am consumed,
This inferno I can't subdue.
Have you known the white-hot heat -
Would you like to try?
I'll make the heavens dance for you,
On this heart you can rely...
Don't you need to feel the fire -
To feel this life's complete?
Don't you want to hold the heart
That burns for you with searing heat?
Hope Lost and Love Revealed
I feel it in warm summer breezes,
As the evening sun ignites the sky.
I feel it in the moonlit nights;
That glow my soul does amplify.
I feel it in the highway's call,
Beckoning me to come to you.
I feel it deep within the woods,
God's graceful creatures in my view.
Snow covered fields and roaring ocean,
In grazing deer and bird's sweet song;
In everything here of beauty it seems
You exist - the call of rapture strong.
There is no escape from this sweet prison,
Mind, heart and soul are not my own.
No retreat from your sweet dulcet vision,
Your eyes, your spirit, my lost touchstone.
I hold you in my dreams each night,
Before the harsh light of day.
You fill my heart to overflowing,
My very soul your eager protegee.
The most exquisite sight on this tired earth
Will always be your captivating face.
The most inviolate place to abide - your arms;
Next to you, the fairest flower looks vile and base.
Your love will never be my own -
Your heart I cannot steal.
There is no point to tarry here,
Hope lost and love revealed.
White-Hot
I need you for the things you do,
Child of light and open arms;
But I love you for the fire inside,
Blue-flame kisses my soul disarms.
Need calls to me from sweet bright eyes,
Love burns essence in deepest places;
Lost in your tender mercies I find myself,
Then violence builds, spirit acquiesces.
No way to turn from your warm arms,
Seething thighs an open invitation . . .
You draw me down by long, tangled hair,
Raping my mouth with wet tongue . . .
My lips find your neck, they bite and suck,
You push me lower to your heaving breasts.
Heat rising from your bosom, warm love turns hard,
The scent of your wetness fills my very soul . . .
Love fills me as I push hard to enter the raging flame
Nestled between the golden legs that hold me tight . . .
You moan as you reach down to soak your hand in juice,
You feed it to me now, one trembling finger at a time . . .
White-hot now, flesh is soul and soul is flesh,
I give all of myself to you - holding back nothing;
I am your helpless slave and your loving master,
This is the universe, ablaze with desire . . .
Two souls naked dance as one . . .
Hearts find the upper air!
You squeeze tightly on the hardness thrusting deep within,
You claw my back, feed my soul, the taste of heat abounds . . .
My eyes cannot leave yours, I am caught in the love there,
You call my name and sweat runs hot from my body to yours . . .
Your thighs begin to tremble, your cries now more intense,
I am yours completely, no beginning and no end . . .
Your face strains and your hips strike mine hard,
Moans louder, rocking violently, your inferno enters me -
Causing mine to enter you . . .
Tears in your eyes, I scream gratitude to the Creator,
All control is lost, your nectar to mix with steaming seed.
You hold me as I'm racked by throbs, blinded by this fire,
You hold me as the world comes back -
Yet still clinging to desire.
I need you for the things you do,
Child of light and open arms;
But I love you for the fire inside,
Blue-flame kisses my soul disarms.
Need calls to me from sweet bright eyes,
Love burns essence in deepest places;
Lost in your tender mercies I find myself,
Then violence builds, spirit acquiesces.
Two souls naked dance as one . . .
Hearts find the upper air!
Light of the Moon
Under the heat of the afternoon sun,
I am filled by the light of the moon.
He sees nothing but darkness,
Nothing but darkness alone.
I love you for what you already are,
He loves you for what he will need.
He loves you for what he wants you to be -
I love you for what you'll become.
You are stardust, moonbeams and rainbows,
The fire in the crisp night air.
He doesn't see who you really are;
And he doesn't really care.
With love I see your metamorphic rise,
As he watches with distrust.
With joy I watch you grow and change,
But he wants you to adjust.
Can't you feel the constriction
As you're trying to expand?
Don't you want to feel the fire,
Of a lover who understands?
You belong in the heavens above,
In the white-hot meteor's glow.
You belong on the mountaintops,
And the valleys of flowers below.
You are so far removed from me, my love,
Winter Solstice holds tight my soul.
Don't you know that I burn for you,
My heart you long ago stole...
Under the heat of the afternoon sun,
I am filled by the light of the moon.
He sees nothing but darkness,
Nothing but darkness alone.
I love you for what you already are,
He loves you for what he will need.
He loves you for what he wants you to be -
I love you for what you'll become.
You are stardust, moonbeams and rainbows,
The fire in the crisp night air.
An Angel in the celestial garden,
Of which he's unaware...
Hunger
I knew you in the time before time,
A thousand years ago, or more;
You stood upon the misty mountains,
In the pristine, moonlit air.
Green eyes shining under raven black hair,
The brightest stars in heaven or on earth;
In the night, I called the lightning's hand for you,
Fire struck the earth, but it paled before your view.
The angels felt your blameless heart, and wept ashamed.
God saw my love, jealous and wrathful, He banished me from you.
Do you know the hunger now, can you feel the searing pain,
Do you ache with emptiness, searching for the soothing rain?
When you close you eyes at night, do you feel the heat?
Does a fever fill your heart? Can you hear my screams?
In the darkness of the night, does someone call your name,
Would they kill to make the cut, just to brush your flames?
Do they give their soul to you, do they bleed when you feel pain?
Do you taste the burning need, or do they fill your heart,
Do they call the fire for you, do they rage against the gods?
As I search the earth in vain, do you hunger, do you need?
White hot heat through the stifling nights, damned for eternity,
Hard steel cuts cold blackness in search of a distant vision,
Blistering desire that never dies, savage hunger never quenched,
Can you feel my ghost caress you, my hands in the summer breeze?
I knew you in the time before time,
A thousand years ago, or more;
You stood upon the misty mountains,
In the pristine, moonlit air.
Green eyes shining under raven black hair,
The brightest stars in heaven or on earth;
In the night, I called the lightning's hand for you,
Fire struck the earth, but it paled before your view.
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