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Thomas King Mar 2018
I hear the agony of your joy
Echoing in the vast silence of my heart

Passionate cry’s filled with hatred
For the wanting of my love starved soul

Your aching pleasures sooth my pain
And lift the desires of my deep but inevitable regret

Pulling and pushing the limits of our realities
Obscuring the vision of our desperate journey
That leads us into the infinite abyss
Of our mortal lives
Thomas King Mar 2018
I searched for you through the endless expanse of night’s long blackness,
The shimmering light from a crescent moon offered little help in my quest for your elusive form. The pale light dimly lit inconspicuous objects and cast shadows of their beautiful contours upon the ground to thwart my pursuit at every turn.

Radiant eyes peered at me from within the cover of darkness,
And mysterious intonations and melodic resonance echoed into the night air, confusing my sense of direction until I was lost in a maze within your protective purlieu.

Fighting my frustration and fear that I may never gaze upon your majestic beauty, nor hold your rapturous warm body against my cool skin, or savor the taste of you on my tongue, I gathered what was left of my strength and resolve, and continued my silent pursuit.

Guided by my heart and uncontrollable emotions and hunger for you, I somehow broke free of the discountenance feints set upon me to mask your true course. The hunger within my heart and the vision of you brazed within my eyes, guided me toward your lingering essence and ultimately to where you now hide, deep within the confines of your sheltering den safely held tight within the cool moist earth.

As my long sleek form slithers into your place of refuge I strike and sink my teeth deep into your neck and as my coils embrace your supple body, I am overcome with powerful emotions emanating from your very being, and at that moment I knew my hunt was not in vain. To taste your sweet flesh wound be unlike any that has ever been known between predator and prey.
Prose
Thomas King Mar 2018
My life is perfect
Because I accept it as it is
And it's completeness
Is reflected in your eyes

Our love is just enough
I embrace all you choose to give
And you never expect more than I can offer

We've accepted our fate
With open hearts
And see our future
With clear adoring eyes

The perpetuation of our existence
Is driven by our mutual desires
As we traverse our life's path
Together, hand in hand
Thomas King Mar 2018
Still hidden
and not yet uncovered
Like ancient buried treasure
Still waiting to be discovered

Like a dull white stone
Waiting to be mined
To be cut and polished
To be made one of a kind

Idling waiting
To be given a chance
My lonely heart waits
To be found by romance

To be shown how love
To share and to give
To feel passion and desire
And the joy just to live
Thomas King Mar 2018
You left without saying goodbye
You slipped so silently by
I had not even noticed
Until it was too late

I reached for you
Desperately through my darkness
Only to find an empty place
Where you used to be

I looked for you crazed
And with urgency
Like a moth who seeks the light
But was only greeted
With frustration and blindness

I called to you
But my words were returned to me
Unheard as if never spoken

I ran to you
But I stumbled and fell,
Crashing with realization of my betrayal

Please come back to me……
Forgive me for forgetting who you were,
And all that you had given me

I took you for granted
And let another’s lies
Blind my judgment

Please return to the place in me
That aches with loneliness and confusion
I have awakened from my torturous nightmare
And long for your reassuring touch

Give me your strength
So I my rise to my feet
And stand once again with purpose

Fill me again with your light
And guide me towards the path of my salvation
And never again shall I forsake you

Please return to me soon
For I am nothing without
a ” SOUL”.
Thomas King Feb 2018
Neither song nor chant
Or glorious of hymn
Could express the music
That continuously plays inside my head

Neither sonnet nor poem
Or the purest ode to love
Can translate the verses of you
My heart now recites

Neither movie nor show
Or the finest of plays
Could tell the story of your beauty
My eyes now behold

But to this I pay no mind
Because when it comes to love
We are all deaf, dumb and blind
Thomas King Feb 2018
I bask in your sunlight
As I lay upon the shore
Of your tranquil sea

Your love shines down upon me
Warming my skin
And energizing my soul

Your cool sweet breath
Stimulating my senses
As I watch the waves gently bow
And lay themselves at your feet

Flora and fauna
Rejoice in your glory
As they dance and sing
In honor of your presence

Sand and shells
Reflect the brilliance of your smile
Across the expanse,
Of an endless summer sky

As I lay here gazing
Into your infinite beauty
I feel my spirit ascend

Carried away on thermals
Created by your passion
As my mortal body is absorbed
Into the moist sand

And I become one
With all that you are
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