Ruby glass

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Love only me the most

The way a fog does a mountain

As it clings with every droplet

And I’ll promise you a gift

My most cherished possession

That which took eons to make

As it traversed as a grainy flake

When it fell slowly from heaven

And then took ticks from time

And earnest breathes of tries

To breathe its essence to life

But so fragile, words can break it

Love only me the most, my darlin

And my heart is yours…without exception

 

Poet of the Light © 2018

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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