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Will you follow me
through the rainbow?
I utterly promise
flocks of ivory ravens
aurulent dreams
solid crimson foundations
and beryl beams

Let’s take to the sky
with trails of rich verdigris
ascendant on verdant wings
unto hidden realms
of jasper and rouge.

I promise
never to withold
the permeating light
but to fearlessly guide
into it’s everlasting vibrance

Benjamin Thomas

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THE INTANGIBLE GIFT

The best things in life 

aren’t even things at all. 

The material pleasures 

are at best a flash in the pan,

a chasing after the wind. 

Yet the world is teeming 

with them.  

With the malignant joys

of it’s  persistent deception. 

But the intangible gifts to

humanity reside in its nature. 

Love.  

Love is more powerful 

than every weapon on earth.  

Stronger than steel, 

more resilient than metal. 

A great conductor of emotion,

it travels at great speed.  

Spreading like the light of day;

it produces the hidden bud, 

and unfurls the shy bloom 

to enrich the many. 

Pleasing to the eyes,

and more precious than diamond. 

Its better than a gleam of silver,

or mountain range of gold. 

May it’s truth be told

and may we not withhold 

the greatest gift. 

Love. 

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Two lips of wine

a celebratory kiss

is better than 

than a thousand 

bottles of Pinot Chardonnay 

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I regret

the moment 

my lips

squandered 

their rightful 

dwelling 

place

like costly 

oils spent

foolishly 

upon the

wild

their  fragrance

scattered 

to feverish winds

that sow

here 

and 

there again

their desire
mystic dreams

crave 

once more

choice fiery

lips

that lay 

locked

hopelessly 

within mine

interwoven

intertwined

with 

the key

thrown

away

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Incinerated 

I can see 

the fire in your eyes

the amber desire

the flickering flames 

percolating round about 

the pupils

seeking peril 

something 

to inflame 

within

in a single 

gaze

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His essence

Her countenance 

His dreams were hers

Her dreams were his

She dreamed

He dreamed

Day dreams 

Weary dreams

though it seemed

But when they met

they simply let 

each other’s 

hearts be read

and mutually fed

on love

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I’ve mastered the art of kind

I hug furiously 

every soul

person I find

and we share 

dear sweet 

harmony 

Our minds

hearts in sync

for all 

society 

to see

the testimony

of the rhythm 

of hearts

in harmony

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