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Luna Lynn Aug 2014
it's evident that the one thing
the one thing we need above all else
above all else in this life
food
water
shelter
even if these things ceased to exist

and even if the sun didn't shine
and even if the rain didn't fall
and even if gold never glistened
and even if there were never gold at all

the only thing we need
is each other
the only thing I need
is you
because the blood pumping in my veins
isn't what keeps me alive these days
it's your smile
and your laugh
and your comfort
and your love
it's you

let life wreak havoc on this weary heart
for I know where my true strength lies
it resigns in a place deeper than my soul
yes that's where our connection resides

the air I breathe
from earth to sea
and I know it is only but truly true
the only thing
that I will ever need
in this very life
and after

is *you
For my best friend.

(C) Maxwell 2014
Luna Lynn Aug 2014
what a waste of night
to count sheep that bleed the blood
of a sacred land
even to count stars
can be an affliction of
the subconscious mind

(C) Maxwell 2014
Luna Lynn Aug 2014
Demons in a sound mind
overtake the peace and need to be
free from nightly terrors
and from imprisoned memories
Here they come with gnashing teeth
and dancing waves of fiery rage
rewriting drama into horror
while taking center stage
Disrupting calming shades of gray
with an abruptly forceful wind
erasing pleasant waves of grace
replacing the good within
Awake in madness too deep to cure
dig nails into your skull and weep
there is no just for the living
and there is none for those who sleep
I've been having hellish nightmares lately. They are just awful.

(C) Maxwell 2014
  Aug 2014 Luna Lynn
William Wordsworth
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquility;
The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the Sea;
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder—everlastingly.
Dear child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham’s ***** all the year;
And worshipp’st at the Temple’s inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.
Luna Lynn Aug 2014
twenty seven
twenty seven
born right in the rain
twenty seven
twenty seven
the day has come again
Happy Birthday to me lol..

(C) Maxwell 2014
Luna Lynn Aug 2014
Be it the soul to be pure as white
and the kiss of a dove doth kisseth me twice
I shall rest my head upon your skin
and thy slain heart before you shall lie
My prince, is that he?
Did the Heavens reign an angelic rejoicing
of re-hydrating rains
just to strike life back into the dead of me?
Shall he be thine King as I am to be thy Queen?
Playing with words and visuals.

(C) Maxwell 2014
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