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Modern Romanticism

The aspect of romance, divided between the heartening and the thoughtful.

Poem – “Up from Eve’s Shallow Mind” – Romance – 9/9/2019

September 9, 2019
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You’ve been brought to feel,
The complexities of youth,

Each breath, unleashes sweetness for me
To taste, like wine of most fervent grapes.
When your eyes see upwards,
At the many Gods in their auras,
A gleam comes whisking you away
To where pain no longer resides.
For so much, you’ve desired their shape,
Their tune displayed in white harmony.

Eve had one shallow mind,
And a single torn heart.
Divided between the existence,
Of longing and belonging.

To view you next upon a cross,
Would make me most wise,

To be seated cross-legged,
Near your side.
And then, to watch the blood drain,
From daggers between your thighs.

I have been most unkind,
During the onset to revelation,
When Christ offered me one kind word,
To say to love you, upon the day of your death,
Would that be too late, my darling?
The bitter blood as sweet wine,
As rose buds hang firmly on your golden shoulders,
And their thorns have made a crown.

Denial and merriment go well,
Unto the aspect of my cherished Hell.

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Poem – “The Many Tears that Seek Shelter” – Romantic

July 22, 2019
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I fell beside thee,
And formed for us, quilt made of romance.
I love all that you are, of all eyes made to be orbs,
For the future’s peering, into its watery distance.
We sail in our fear,
And quake beneath tears,
Oh, how terrible are the stars under your eyes,
You’ve made a bed for us both,
A bed of love, made fullest in silken quilts.

Famed, we have become.
In love, we are as one,
As two creatures, of Buck and Doe,
A chase, a nest upwards in Heaven.
Oh, how desire sweeps us to the current and its edge
Near a river; for how does death think of us?
Love is a muse; It is made to be you,
As you are the loveliest pearl from this shore.

Give me kisses, sweet one,
Full of life,
Full of your eyes,
With no more raining stars,
With no more idle flesh,
No more death.
Nothing but the truly fascinating face,
Of white cheeks and bleak tress.
Lovely in form, anguished at heart.

I will cure the sorrow,
The one so much alike the Mary of Christ;

For how many times have we embraced,
As vulnerability! As vulnerability!
We are only made beautiful, when loved.
Oh, love, when will be reach the shores,”
You ask to me.
I say in response to you,
Soon as the sail is full of wind, and your eyes!
When they never fall another tear, we will reach.”

Give me the benefit of a morrow,
Of a delight, not made by sorrow.
What have I, when not among you?
Nothing, for am I not without the sanity,
And insanity, that love bequeaths.

Words of Wisdom – “The Relationship of Man & Woman” – 7/1/2019

July 1, 2019
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“As a man strays far from his mind and into the heart of a woman, he’ll find himself to lose control of his mind, and become the puppet when her heart becomes the rebel puppet against what were his controlled strings.

As that heart learns the way of the beast, once more, and breaks from the home where a man has entrapped it, a man falls back into where was his origin. His mind, that is, and he realizes once more how empty was his mind, in the stupidity he believes was the ‘falling in love’, though was only his inability to tame that which will break free.

It is because loyalty is not merely the act of remaining, but the act of taming, that is the act of the mind taming the heart. A man makes his home, or entrapment, in a woman’s heart.

A woman makes her home, or entrapment, in a man’s chamber. Should she break free, he has only an empty home, an empty heart, and soon a lost mind. The mind was in shadows. And now, there is nothing to soothe it.”

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