"Home"

This life has been a journey 'cross all fabled time's domain

I've wandered far and delved too deep, the echoes still remain

Too vast, the wonders of this life, too bold, the heart that tries

No matter where I go, my home is always in your eyes

Across a desert, bare of life, the landscape so unchanged

To vaulted ego's mountain peak, where vistas rearranged

And, yet, through all, across all time, my heart just yearned to fly

And, be there, once again, my love, at home, within your eye

On through the forest of the soul with lush growth at each pace

Thru fields of tunes, past ponds of boons, each step leaves just a trace

Unless, within the door's bright frame, I see your loving eyes

No cottage light nor hearth's sweet name, can ever bring the sighs

For, deep and vast, my home is in your heart and in your eyes

"Black and blue"

I think you feel you have been clear, your meaning I construe

Two-twenty, please make no mistake, you've left me black and blue

Or, maybe it is just a quiz, a construct built of tones

Still, the end effect is that I'm bruised right to the bones

But bruises heal and hearts anneal, it never will corrupt

The feelings that I have for you eternally erupt

The fantasies have ended though, no shortcut will be found

In the end the road must wend, necessity is bound

To take the path around the wrath, abidance leaves me whole

Considering that it may take another lifetime's toll

I beg of serendipity there is such thing as soul

Not that I give up the ghost, this lifetime's still the goal

But need of transformation for the distance to abate

So much is patience needed to arrive in such a state

I may not like the hurdles but that's never held me back

My essence takes the pummeling, it's used to blue and black

You are completely new under the sun

"Breathing underwater"

Immersion, in the sense it's here and now

The time it takes intoning solemn vow

I breathe in deep, with wonder do I fill

Breathing underwater is a skill

The bubbles burst exploding with a thrill

I breathe in deep to saturate the will

Nostalgia for a time of future state

Immersed until I feel its presence sate

Without description, liquidly I breathe

In the depths of womanhood you wreathe

Each tendril an infinity of scopes

My heart, on plot of fantasy, elopes

Contentedness, an oddness of this phase

Subtleness is not the way I blaze

A celebration of all life and whim

Breathing all of life right to the brim

Breathing underwater is a skill

I breathe in deep, with wonder do I fill

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