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Unbroken
maybe our moon
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking
bereft of earthen grounding
failing in nudity & truths
flailing with eyes open shut
doors remaining only slightly ajar
light glimmering like a haunting beacon
still protecting a naked heart
beckoning another dance of wolves
as music continued to play
drumming in wanton wilderness
ears graced with lyrics passion-laced
legs spaced...strumming notes
always straining for what was never heard
but ultra-felt...oddly familiar
the elusive vulnerability of honest words
and night sounds were suddenly shattered
protective gates..splattered
thunder deafened & lightning blasted
intimacy casted into ethereal limbo
tearing one from the other
doubt smothered every experience believed true
darkness fell with absolute harshness
a cloaking quicksand..drowning
...into aching silence...words ceased
bereft of their sensual tethering
weathering a dry deserted landscape
they roamed...alone...
heavied with hearts of cracked stone
...learning our own names
our uniqueness....re-engineering perceived weakness
turning individuality into unwavering strength
recalling the ebb and flow of a trailing wavelength
still guarding our sacred space
moving silently apace traumatic events
until a shadow spread across wandering path
yearning over comfort zones
and two lost souls once more came face to face
swirling Taoism with hesitation
circling in caution
a slow Waltz of sorts...court of opinions on high
but with mutual respect
reconciling the past...
hedging the present through hope
...and fear...and need
bartering wondering for realization
the sundering having rendered filters defunct
standing down eye to eye
we stood in a landscape irrevocably changed
our range of spiritual octaves enhanced
as the song began anew
from something old and blue...true indeed
but not from the point of ending...
we created a new beginning
another chapter
no hesitation...no walls...
facsimiles stripped down bare
...only the beautiful honesty of pain
the stain of nocturnal confessions..a kindred suffering
taking on new textures & depths
while soaking in remnants of spontaneity
sunk deep into the bedrock we built our foundation
one night at a time
standing firm in any storm
as a collection of unveiled memorabilia
flexing in every quake
loins shaking...retracing peaks and valleys of
haunted anatomies
dancing together through fire & wind
as skins blend ancient heat
upon granite & shimmering waves
engraving epitaphs and etymologies of
a new world of their own making
story boarding....hoarding vices and victories
two once betrayed came into their own
and became unbreakable
unrepentant....
together within our customized tethers
will spill rhapsodic sentiments
of soul-whistled music throughout
the night filled with seductive notes
fingering hidden keys of
verses saturated with heady emotions
pulsing..rhythmic...steady
filling beds of unlined sheets
underlined through the abyss of
strained memories...pained and pleasured
stretching a spectrum of
such pretty thoughts & fiery veins
and yet...
desire was left hamstrung
the depth of our roots was lacking
bereft of earthen grounding
failing in nudity & truths
flailing with eyes open shut
doors remaining only slightly ajar
light glimmering like a haunting beacon
still protecting a naked heart
beckoning another dance of wolves
as music continued to play
drumming in wanton wilderness
ears graced with lyrics passion-laced
legs spaced...strumming notes
always straining for what was never heard
but ultra-felt...oddly familiar
the elusive vulnerability of honest words
and night sounds were suddenly shattered
protective gates..splattered
thunder deafened & lightning blasted
intimacy casted into ethereal limbo
tearing one from the other
doubt smothered every experience believed true
darkness fell with absolute harshness
a cloaking quicksand..drowning
...into aching silence...words ceased
bereft of their sensual tethering
weathering a dry deserted landscape
they roamed...alone...
heavied with hearts of cracked stone
...learning our own names
our uniqueness....re-engineering perceived weakness
turning individuality into unwavering strength
recalling the ebb and flow of a trailing wavelength
still guarding our sacred space
moving silently apace traumatic events
until a shadow spread across wandering path
yearning over comfort zones
and two lost souls once more came face to face
swirling Taoism with hesitation
circling in caution
a slow Waltz of sorts...court of opinions on high
but with mutual respect
reconciling the past...
hedging the present through hope
...and fear...and need
bartering wondering for realization
the sundering having rendered filters defunct
standing down eye to eye
we stood in a landscape irrevocably changed
our range of spiritual octaves enhanced
as the song began anew
from something old and blue...true indeed
but not from the point of ending...
we created a new beginning
another chapter
no hesitation...no walls...
facsimiles stripped down bare
...only the beautiful honesty of pain
the stain of nocturnal confessions..a kindred suffering
taking on new textures & depths
while soaking in remnants of spontaneity
sunk deep into the bedrock we built our foundation
one night at a time
standing firm in any storm
as a collection of unveiled memorabilia
flexing in every quake
loins shaking...retracing peaks and valleys of
haunted anatomies
dancing together through fire & wind
as skins blend ancient heat
upon granite & shimmering waves
engraving epitaphs and etymologies of
a new world of their own making
story boarding....hoarding vices and victories
two once betrayed came into their own
and became unbreakable
unrepentant....
together within our customized tethers
Published 26th Dec 2023
| Edited 27th Dec 2023
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Anonymous
26th Dec 2023 6:43am
Deep..HUGE LIKE.. well written 🥰❤️💯🫂
26th Dec 2023 7:22am
26th Dec 2023 11:58am
Great storytelling and selection of language. Very well crafted poem.
Another HUGE like 😊
Image is sooo cool
Another HUGE like 😊
Image is sooo cool
26th Dec 2023 3:35pm
31st Dec 2023 3:43pm
28th Dec 2023 2:10am
This is awesomely done. Me being a long in the lines writer, I don't mind a lengthy write if it can keep me interested. And this does easily.
Well though out. Truly a rewarding read for me, so hopefully you see the reward in writing it.
Well done, Confluence.
Well though out. Truly a rewarding read for me, so hopefully you see the reward in writing it.
Well done, Confluence.
Thank you so much for that compliment, Styxian. Just like you, I like it when a write keeps me engaged, so I try to write the way I like to read .
And thank you also for the RL.
Blessings.
And thank you also for the RL.
Blessings.
31st Dec 2023 3:21pm
You have an astounding talent with your eloquence. I often wonder what a collab between you and Naajir would be like…probably way too hot to handle!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
1st Jan 2024 11:32pm
