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The 5th

It is a blessing to be the giver of much delight        
The redeemer of lyrics played sweetly, felt without the eyes of sight        
Benediction in my cause unto those handsome Yoruba Gods as they sought my alluring music        
Instruments played of me could soften the sacred psyche of any Cherubic        
Blessed with cosmic beauty to share the truth      
Expand to you the wisdom, as the knowledge whispered to your heart shall soar us in flight        
Hold me tight in this mad world with all your Hebrew might        
I shall play the passion of my seductive Psalms to the ears, mm... it's just alluring divine lullabies      
Love coveting sentiments breezing all over your soul, my only way to get you up to the skies      
     
Desire arises for an awakened touch        
In the cathedral of death, as a life who hangs in the balance pray for rest      
No more tears, may the pain no longer to be felt, released unto ether, the reborn in as much        
Passion I shall carry on resonating on Mt. Olympus        
Merry dances in the light of passion as you come unto me as a gift given at Christmas        
Heaven shall witness of its great embrace        
Knots of rapture entwined as wool and lace        
Thy kiss to awaken from succulent lips        
This angel and divine muse give weary respite with the compassion of earthly reminisce      
Sailing on the wings of time, sealed with a gentle kiss        
       
Take to thy heart Heaven’s glory to uplift, thy cometh much soon        
Hark unto an Angels wings as I play at your feet the Heaven’s bassoon        
Renewal in love of unsure longings to adore        
Kissed by the Heaven, blessed by God as you crossed through Pearly Gate doors        
Between Heaven and Earth, the essence of true love never disputes        
It’s universal for me given unto you, commiserated unto thy fool        
Never for the eyes to make earthly tearful pools        
       
In the realm between such sweet death and life as it departs        
Immoralities hang in the balance of life, the spiritual alliance preparing its divinity part        
The beckoning of trumpets, the sound of esoteric horns        
Archangel Gabriel, the messenger to relieve the burdens of the mental unadorned        
Allah’s will to ordain its mentality of its reborn        
Archangel Michael, ensues the relent of your will to battle on        
The saxophone, play it for me, my love, instilling a soulful hymn echoing of its song        
Such enticing melody plays as resuscitating breaths lingers upon mine all night long        
       
A stagnated life plays in the grandeur of love as conjoined hearts have felt       
Sundown, the soul has slept, the sun has now rose to set        
Reversing the hands of times, as echoes have never met        
Passion, desires, emotions lost, as never felt        
Giver of much delight        
On Earth as in Heaven, with the last breath you breathe, your last noted rites        
       
There is acoustic peace when the winds heard from afar caress the towering trees       
Reincarnated in time to soar as wings are finally given, a moment to fly beyond the Sun, free        
Asunder of memories now beautifully breathes in the dust of life as we seek
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 8th Aug 2024
Author's Note
Enjoy your Wednesday in all you may seek or do.

SKC
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