As I lie on pastures 
Along the grimes of these woods
Breathing in the morning dew
I feel awakened and anew
Past sins washed away like the streaming river
Wondering if I've live till forever.

But then I look up to you. 
Your face looks shiny and 
new. The angels are gathered 
around you with their harps 
and violins. Singing that I’m free 
of my past sins. I think this is 
the beginning of something 
beautiful and not the end. Hand 
me my pallet and set the canvas 
up for I will paint a portrait of us. 
While the winds ruffle through the 
curls of your hair and the leaves of
the big old oak tree. I try to speak 
up words of love but it almost seems 
that the morning dew has set a flood 
from within. Come over dear and rest 
your bones with me while I draw this
portrait using my blood and tears. Oh 
darling won’t you rest your bones over 
here next to me under this big old oak tree.

Your beauty akin to the moon
Forever gleaming in her prowess
Shadows mortify at the thought of you
Your light begets hope thrusting miracles
I've been praying all my life
Stay with me my dear
As these woods as our witnesses 
We vow to be forever rooted from the veins to our beating hearts.
Now come closer dear and dance 
with the ventricles of my heart* ~

My sorrows in glens  .  .  .
Blue Mountain waits in distance,
  .  .  .  One day I will climb.

A clamour of ladies.
No glamour here dear.
Dressed in tacky filthy garb.
A little sniffy.
It's the powder they do.

Dare you speak to them?
They hover around.
Touting for business.
Those bad luck *******.
(C) Livvi

She knew not what she did that day.
The day she let bunny out to play.
His hutch lay vacant, her bunny was gone.
Tear trickled down her rosy cheek, missing her bunny.
She left for the party at the end of the week.
Put on her gear which was somewhat perverse.
Short skirt and sharp black patent heels.
Through the graveyard on this bright moonlit night,
Carefree and happy, would be meeting her chappy.
Her heel got caught in the muddy clay.
Fell to her knees.
From a cavity in the ground, appeared menacing bunny.
In his best huntsman’s jacket, he was out to find prey
In a bit of a panic, she realised she was trapped.
Caught in chains.
She petted him every day.
Tonight was bunny’s time to play.
She was his bunny girl.
© Livvi

A cell mate lives at the end of a text .
Signed with LOL.
(C) Livvi

The world split in half
And on each end were lovers
The sun and the moon
Again and again
They chased each other
For days
Weeks
Months
Years
Decades
And only on certain occasions would it seem they passed closely

A day where the moon passed in front of the sun
We saw the earth go dark
Only for moments
And the silence we shed in awe
Aligning of the sun around the moon
And just like that
It went away again
The sadness they cried
Knowing they had to await another shortcoming while chasing the shadows of each other
But they still belonged together
Like yin and yang

We watched the sun dip below
When the moon began to shine
Looking meek it said goodbye
Time too short, time they seek
Again they wait
Years
Months
Weeks

If you knew
it would end like this,
would you still have loved me
as much as you did?