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The Sierra Reign of Passion's Dawn (Collab)
I've marveled at many riches in my lifetime
but never felt treasures so soft and golden
as when the lights go down
and I watch you slide upon the pillow of my chest
flesh to flesh
laced in warmth of heartbeats
as our eyes seek and find
the kiss of love
Moments like this are gifts of sacred surrender
intimacy known only to the rarest of worship
where you give Everything
and Beg for the pleasure of it All
Heaven becomes the thunder
for what is truly Amazing Grace
as God created Woman
and allowed Me
the essence of your Garden of Eden
wrapped inside the purity of an Angel
Delivering Us
into the Promise of Eternal
The breath of your incessant interlude found me
beyond the veil
between dreams and awakenings
I was a forgotten sandcastle
abandoned in the aftermath
of the ebb and flow of tides
cradled in the corners of pursed lips
so patiently awaiting to be the drought
in your sierra reign
unwept in the driftwood of twilight wishes
bow-tied in tiffany whispers
of answered prayers cascading in hallowed memoirs,
tangled in the sway of fabled masts
resurrected in the ambience of umblemished winds,
You became the season
beyond every winter
sliding between the pink of petals
of our lilac-strewn spring
imprisoned in the addiction of a dandelion's prophecy
cast in the breezes of your Autumn-soaked enigma
your undefined passion unravels a flawless emergence,
redefining the contour of word-adrift fears
into the curve of my salvation
I let go of the wind
free-falling into the canopy of your emerald gaze,
I see the reflection of redemption
bruised in sapphire velvet
within the silence of my heart
that hums your name in a brailled-concerto
playing like a sunset's labyrinth
upon the shores of my summer-swept mind...
Unleashed
beneath a smoldering of chiffon sighs
curled in the precious chestnut of a rose's blush
I find myself swirling within misty bursts
as shadows of moonlight dance upon my tongue
while I trace a roaring fire in the currents of our verse
writing poetry with each breath
transcribing jade-swept pulses within every murmur,
a composition for our song of thirst,
as I savor the spill of sweet
in a divine collision of explosions
Everything Beautiful
Everything Us
in a Symphony of Tremors
And I pray....
to drown in the cyan silhouette of our truth
beneath the river-shimmered cadence of stars
recalling the rock-a-bye distance between
the hour I fell from the balcony of nights
longer than the languish within me
to gaze into the mandarin afterglow of a Monet-Eclipse,
when everything I ever coveted
everything I had always wanted
I found in the crescent
of your fragile lavender tapestry,
as the hush of your indigo psalms
sprinkled into the the nectar of parched mornings,
strumming the trembles of a beautiful storm
into the quiet of cobalt blue rainbows
so fiercely fevered for the colors of your rain
And I ache....
to be the composer of your Chopin-strummed ballad,
the artist of this cerulean-pulsed percussion
to become the intricate ink
overflowing upon our Holy Grail
in that place where your presence lingers
beneath the sapphire overcast of an Avalon rapture
that stills the flutter of butterflies
as I brace myself upon the ledge
of your inarticulate lullaby,
clinging to the syllables in your feather-down rhapsody
knowing i have...fallen
rustled in the morning breezes
of your windswept covenents of
"I love you's"
scribed upon the the vortex of eternity
entangled in the palms of driftwood wishes
unbroken from every shattered evergreen epiphany
unfurled in the pearled watermark of your ethereal Shangri-La
forever creased between these pages of my life
where I lay naked, exposed in brailled-bookmarks
spiralling beneath the fingerprints
of our arabesque ecstasy
where hearts are reborn in the lyrics
of your beautiful music,
holding me in a suede cocoon
of an unspoken resonance
beneath the sycamore parasol of a night
where I engraved my name upon your soul
as you etched yours into the fragrance
of wildflowers pirouetting in the chapters
of every unborn tomorrow
and you are home
in the sanctuary of my embrace,
where midnight stains our sunrise
in an opus that preordained
everything I thought I knew before YOU
as fate unbuttoned my tear-smeared memories,
brushing the vortex of your beauty
into the burn of cashmere afterglows
where our glances have spoken
more than words could ever bleed
between the pause
of pearl-braided gossamer exhales
seered in a crimson ardency
beyond a wonderland that descended upon us,
into a incandescent ascension
upon Alabaster clouds of an unbridled Zion
where the vessel of your arms
became the only wings
I would ever need again
~*~....a Bri and Dawn collab...~*~
