Chasten
sweet, soft lips,
of grace and love
this was the dream
the perfect union.
She, who would
lie on the earth
and kiss of her own
reflection in the
lusty river
wishing those lips
were pressed to
mine.
Lord, have mercy
strike me dead
ere i ever harm
my beloved,
the truest part
of my soul is
she.
Oh stranger,
blessed soulmate
I only know chaos
with you in my
delerious thoughts;
yet I am calm.
Today, I know
your secrets.
How blessed
I am.
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Forrest Hamilton
Ode to Eve
"To my daughter,
yet unborn..."
Little girls play in
silence, daring not
to weep for the
loss of the fallen
ones.
empty cradle...
empty home...
empty heart...
empty hope...
Little girls outside
my window walk
in the sunshine
where only the
rain should reign.
Come and play
little girl, whence
a dream I awake
to find my little
hope asleep. Nay,
she dreams with
cherubs and grace
this night.
This night I stay at
vigil an empty
cradle.
"Go to sleep mommy"
she says.
"It was all a bad dream"
a dream,
a dream,
"wake up!"
"Oh God, let me wake up!"
-------------Forestt..........
Single Lonely Man?
at this hour it is not
safe to walk the streets
alone without a
man or a legion
of females.
yet at this hour
the women are
at rest...
why wasnt' I...
--------Forestt......
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