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Oath Still Viable
Are YOU really back by my side?
absent for eons taking separate rides
how is it possible that we collide
oceans apart, no departure in sight
how can this be, even then almost strangers
with our perspective supposed to sense danger
somehow amidst connection and laughter
We sense the Birth of Ever After
Are YOU really back by my side?
The depth of our bond was only implied
is it possible apart our Love coincides,
vastly separated by experience and time?
I`d swear "Yes" on a stack of Bibles
though No Believer, my Oath Still viable
beneath the logic of this modern man
there`s still wonder `bout Architects and Plans
No bolt of lightning would strike me down
complete conviction of Love is sound
even though we are far from bound
once we were lost, now we`re found
this is just CRAZY--thats what we`re taught
keep your head steady, buried in thought
if lucky enough to live past our teens
we better bury our impossible dreams
but Yo! Here we are. drenched in emotion
so mature, yet ripe for promotion
to ranks higher than common denominator
untouched by the machine and its blind regulators
Yes Baby, we ARE side by side
discovering mountains aint high, oceans aint wide
they`re nothing compared to our resolve
beneath our feet a planet dissolves
Our Spirits now free,inhabiting space
face to face, and face to another place
the range of experience is our wagon trail
we dont need flesh vessels to sail
we dock in the ether just living in mind
screw all the others, WE can read signs
unattached to temporal boundaries
On Earth we`re shackled, In reality Free
absent for eons taking separate rides
how is it possible that we collide
oceans apart, no departure in sight
how can this be, even then almost strangers
with our perspective supposed to sense danger
somehow amidst connection and laughter
We sense the Birth of Ever After
Are YOU really back by my side?
The depth of our bond was only implied
is it possible apart our Love coincides,
vastly separated by experience and time?
I`d swear "Yes" on a stack of Bibles
though No Believer, my Oath Still viable
beneath the logic of this modern man
there`s still wonder `bout Architects and Plans
No bolt of lightning would strike me down
complete conviction of Love is sound
even though we are far from bound
once we were lost, now we`re found
this is just CRAZY--thats what we`re taught
keep your head steady, buried in thought
if lucky enough to live past our teens
we better bury our impossible dreams
but Yo! Here we are. drenched in emotion
so mature, yet ripe for promotion
to ranks higher than common denominator
untouched by the machine and its blind regulators
Yes Baby, we ARE side by side
discovering mountains aint high, oceans aint wide
they`re nothing compared to our resolve
beneath our feet a planet dissolves
Our Spirits now free,inhabiting space
face to face, and face to another place
the range of experience is our wagon trail
we dont need flesh vessels to sail
we dock in the ether just living in mind
screw all the others, WE can read signs
unattached to temporal boundaries
On Earth we`re shackled, In reality Free
Published 4th Oct 2012
| Edited 21st Feb 2013
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4th Oct 2012 2:05pm
4th Oct 2012 2:11pm
I'm a sucker for romantic hook ups and sagas...but only if in real life..like this. Getting the pop corn, propping my feet up; chapter 2?
Anonymous
4th Oct 2012 4:11pm
Beautiful rendered with a lovely image...
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21st Feb 2013 9:50pm
"Our Spirits now free,inhabiting space
face to face, and face to another place
the range of experience is our wagon trail
we dont need flesh vessels to sail"<--WOW!
I love this Drivel!
The pic depicted this ink perfectly! :)
The content of this write could not have had a better title! Remarkable! xo
face to face, and face to another place
the range of experience is our wagon trail
we dont need flesh vessels to sail"<--WOW!
I love this Drivel!
The pic depicted this ink perfectly! :)
The content of this write could not have had a better title! Remarkable! xo
21st Feb 2013 10:07pm
10th Sep 2013 9:14am
thank you very much --- don't know how you found your way to this one...
