Inspired
Inspired by cosmic realities not easily explained whether déjà vu or the big bang;
By the equality in fate all share in the end, whether nobles, haberdashers or fishermen;
By visions and proof manifested as of late that defies it's just a chance encounter we evolved to this state;
By ancient spirits whose presence can't be erased; by the radiant attraction of a lovely face;
By the clarity expressed in words it's difficult to say; by the honesty of innocently imitable ways;
By tomorrow's possibilities and what they may bring, a harvest if we plant well with the
Help from a little rain.
Inspired by the charity of commitments to noble deeds without the dogma pontificated in systems of belief;
By those who left markers as they passed this way and incontrovertibly made this world a better place;
By those who have touched us not knowing it was felt; by the strength they gave us to help ourselves.
By the power we all have within to create for ourselves a world worth living in;
By truths that don't appeal to any higher claim whereby the indisputability of truth's being allows her to rein supreme;
By nature's creation and her gift of rejuvenation her resurrection in spring from what once appeared dead, dormant or dying;
By the moment and tomorrow being the present and future's best friends bearing the promise "truth crushed to earth shall rise again!"
Your Eyes
It's not just with the glimmer in your encompassing stare but the piercing radiance of their incomparable flare where everything about them translates how much you care. You say it all with your eyes.
They radiate blessings that penetrate the heart. They simulate the look and feel of love with infatuating zeal and sparks.
They stimulate deep into the soul making it difficult to ever want to part your eyes.
They bond as they caress with dripping images in pools of wonder. They inspire challenges with finesse to dip into your pools and forever wander.
It's not just with the glimmer in your encompassing stare but the piercing radiance of their incomparable flare where everything about them translates how much you care. You say it all with your eyes.
They torture and they torment while revealing your whole, displaying within them bountiful and elusive treasures more precious than gold making it difficult to ever want to part your eyes.
They are tantalizingly alluring dazzling flickering lights that embolden visions with surreptitious control;
Soliciting purity, promises and praise for having been the one you chose with your eyes.
It's not just with the glimmer in your encompassing stare but the piercing radiance of their incomparable flare where everything about them translates how much you care. You say it all with your eyes.
Reply To Memo
I got your memo, rather late I think.
Yeah, I'm speaking about the one you didn't write or speak but obviously earlier you had expected me to read.
It took quite sometimes for me to get through it because of all the unintelligible words that were attached to it.
So I had to exercise an inordinate amount of my mind reading between the lines when the plain truth is you could have saved us both some time by not being so vague.
Yes, you could have vocally told me what you wanted me to know; that way when the memo was received it wouldn't have been so cold.
Instead I read between the lines so well until sometimes I may have read some things that were not even there.
The reality is I’m no good at reading Braille and don’t like snatching then interpreting words out of the air that have never been shared.
Yet, all the same I got your memo.
I thought about sending you a reply but I knew that concerning the reading of it you would be too preoccupied and the fact is I don't like wasting my time.
I thought about replying to you one-on-one over the phone but lately I haven't been able to catch you alone so the reception wouldn't have been very clear.
Immediately I dismissed the idea of leaving a voice message memo reply on your phone since lately you’ve been staying out so long.
Therefore I knew you would be too tired to check it or uncharacteristically you'd probably forget it.
So definitely my apologizes for taking so long getting back to you or apologies for not following the instructions sooner of what you directed for me to do.
Message received and message clear—over and out Baby I'm outta here.
Yet, just in case what I read wasn't from you or directed to me, then you have already received Infinite Apologies... so those words here I will not repeat.
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