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Time is ephemeral

Love is eternal

The apple may be rotten

but inside are seeds of

immortal apple groves.

The body may be worn out

but inside is a

soul of eternal love.

That which is infinite, eternal, love, divine

is beyond scientists' power to define,

beyond every frequency,

beyond what humans can hear or see

~  PRAYING FOR LOVE  ~
( Linked )

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Praying for Love
P
Love in this World
R
World Lord can change
A
Change with His Love
Y
Love Lord can bring
I
Bring in all hearts
N
Hearts be Transformed
G
Transformed with Love
F
Love, Peace, not Hate
O
Hate, evil, wrong
R
Wrong, sad, destroys
L
Destroys lives, souls
O
Souls, breaks hearts, men
V
Men need Praying
E
Praying for Love.

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Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016

June.30.2020

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-

~Author's Notes:
The 'Linked' is a poetry form or style created in 2008, by Erich J. Goller. (Vienna )

I'm being dragged bare against the road with no set destination

I didn't know love would feel like a morbid amputation

Running through my mind and yet no set estimation

Looking for salvation, but forever ending with sensation

I held my world up like you lit up the sky, you were my sun

To make me feel alive for once? You were the only one

Now the sun sets again, but the fright has just begun

I wait the day you rise again, I can't think it's said and done

One day, I know, you will not come back

For good, they say, I'd think I'd have a heart attack

With you I feel alive, but without the visions pitch black

You make me who I am, but you make me what I lack

But they say I think I feel isn't true

But when I saw you, I knew

You held me up like glue

and I knew right there,  that I couldn't live without you

I'll give you all the time you need and wait

To years to decades, for me its never too late

Even if I'm old, and almost by life's gate

To die together is my wish, to be a perfect fate

And so I love you with my being, and all my heart

Despite any other who can set us apart

I know from the end, and to the start

For this love is more than that, a beautiful beautiful art.

I want to drown myself in coffee.. I want to melt into every part of you.

beauty lies within the eyes, so what you expell is what you put out, & in turn recieve.. 

& in those times you bleed, & feel ugly, know it's all a part of being set free.

crippled, I stand.

shaking, my hand.

waving, goodbye... I let out a sigh.

why bother to ask? alone at last.. comfort in this clasp..

the suffocation of myself. 

breathe, be, clear my eyes with water, in attempt to better see. 

I can't bare anymore to feel the black shroud of this clouded memory..

my heart cries out for clarity..

envisioning the future, I climb..

but we all tend to fall a little short in the grasp of time.. 

how I wish to call you darling.. & stroke your hair..

caressing the sides of your face, & playing with the jewelry in your ears..

i'm sorry I couldn't of done better.. for my family has the tendency to fight & fetter.. 

another sunny day, wasted away.. I kind of wish I could lie down in my grave, & rest eternally..

maybe so many of us are unhappy because we never stop searching, we never let our heart or mind get a rest..

we always push ourselves further, & wonder why it seems like a test.. 

why haven't my eyes bled out yet...? why am I still here..?

this fear is parasitic.. consuming your insides.. till it's all that's left there... 

if I were to die, i'd hate to know he got the satisfaction of my silence...

the suffering I endured, creating massive hurricanes of inner violence.. 

i'll try now, to bring up a well of pity... just for you.. maybe i'll even throw in a penny, or dime..

but not a quarter, cause you were never worth my time.....

if you continue.... I hope you fall on your face someday, & land on my grave...

when you do, i'll be sure to pull you straight through, down under, to burn in hells fire..

this is one of my many darkest desires..

Bump and bop and knock then stop.
It’s a rhythmic beat to reap the sleep
and see what’s been shown, not meet what’s
been known over and over again,
just changing how it flows from pen to pen
or mind to mind.
Just mind the edges and don’t fall off,
but conquer those hedges secluding Truth,
hung aloft up above for all to see,
and perceive Love,
shoved beneath and stomped
under feet, but breathing
and needing our attention,
undivided and whole—
a beckoning to our eternal soul.

-Ryan K. Fuller

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And in one breath
a moment passes
Here now
Gone forever
One breath
One moment
And in that moment
the universe collaspes
and falls into you
There is nothing
trivial concerning you
Every moment spent
together is like
an overdose of
both life and love
I feel your open
heartbeat pounding
to the rhythm
of precious innocent
childhood memories
never forgotten
And as you speak
I watch the words
float off your tounge
like music notes
taking flight and
skipping across
waves of the wind
before gently landing
on my heart
and sinking deep within
where they rests
knowing that
they're safe in
my blankets
of passion for
everything you are
I am engulfed
by your presence
Absorbed by even
the breaths to take
Lost in your majesty
that comforts me
like warm sheets
in the cold
hands of December
Comfort that sets
me free with wings
outstretched to both
ends of the Earth
And your romantic eyes
kindly welcome me
to dance away
all the burdens
of any moment
since passed
They sing to me
a sweet song of
refuge and sanctuary
Together
we are
We are the very
core of who
we truly are
The floor beneath us
is littered with
our inessential masks
that were worn in the
light of the world
And your simple touch
Soft, sensual, and
Passionate
Immerses me into
fantastic and poetic
dreams where music
surrounds us
Imagination embraces us
and fantasies bound us
as we lie on a bed
of eternal blissful sympathy
Together we are
We are
 

- March 1, 2011