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Banksy: Death

April 4, 2017 ~ Raven ~ 4 Comments

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A Love Story 4

As waters merge with land upon the shore Between the swirling waves and sandy floor The moonlight pulls the sea to ebb and flow And golden rays reach down to warm the earth The love of gods echoes above, below Spirit with spirit joined in sensual bliss In intimate explosions of the one As the […]

A Love Story 3

Each succulent prawn on a silver fork A temptation before plum sauce and pork And light conversation over cold beer Once more the heart is learning it must trust The time has come to let go of old fear When eyes pause longer in holding a glance And doors swing open to another place Each […]

A Love Story 2

Hypnotised eyes are lost in dreams of love So perfect the heart rules the mind thereof The senses yearn in flames that burn too much And realms of fantasy are all too real Is this love beyond reach and out of touch? Enchanted by perceptions of pleasure Where mundane thoughts become an intense heat Imaginings […]

A Love Story 1

Shy glances of in-between old and new And words are lost in time with nought to do The days before are left so far away Like echoes calling out another time Somehow you are different today I see a shimmer of light in your hair And feel the sensual teasing of your eyes Amid the […]

On the Way Down

In darkness, whispers kept talking to me And whispers echoed around in my mind A growling roar that once was far behind In the realms of a childhood fantasy Those days before my soul walked strong and free When the future dreams were not mine to find My heart was lost, afraid and running blind […]

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