A Timeless Moments Bliss.

A Timeless Moments Bliss.
_____________________

I am there (in part) when the 
midnight tears fill up your 
desolation; 

You, the pretty girl who smiles 
to mask the sorrows of her 
Heart. 

I am the clever thief of your 
failing concentration. 

( a whisper of insanity 
which penetrates The 
Dark.) 

Yet never once did I put 
on my sheep skin suit 
to fool you; 
I have always shown you 
everything I Am. 

You chose the Abyss 
you fell into. 

(it was shaped by your 
attraction to The Damned.) 
_

You are not the first to 
seek salvation from the 
lost; 

or offer your newborn 
chastity for a Timeless 
Moments Bliss. 

Nor will you be the last 
to pay the Cost! 

(your Soul was 
offered for My Hellish 
Kiss.) 

J.Stephen.H.

In The Darkness. (I Had a Friend.)

In the Darkness.
(I had a friend.)
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its funny how 
angels walk on 
eggshells in my 
footsteps wake; 
looking for another
soul to steal... 
some heart to mend. 
(or mind to break). 

In the darkness 
i had a friend, 
whom i betrayed 
for a goddess who 
makes rainbows 
of the moon.,..
He spoke often of 
Loves Grim End. 
(and assured 
it would be coming 
soon.) 

Yet as I sit here 
lost and lonely, 
feeling like the 
one and only; 
i think fondly of her 
restless smile, ..
(which seems to
own me)
that sad, uncertain 
glimmer full 
of doubt and self 
denial!... 
and nothing 
matters but the
 now.!!
(which will surely 
feel like eternity 
in a while.) 

J.S.H.

That Time of Innocence.

That time of Innocence.
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I remember well that
Time of Innocence,..
when my mind was
mostly preoccupied
with love and other
foolishness; before
the storms of reality
hit. ( showing how
men are ignorant.)

Yet when the veil of
sweet- scented
lies are lifted, to
reveal The World
and all it's Truths,..
we cling stubbornly
to Loves former states
invented;
(considering our
delusions finer Proof.)

For a Man without
Love, (or its illusion)
is an animal wandering
aimlessly through unknown
woods; searching in vain
to end his Souls Confusion.
(with only the law of savages
understood.)

Thus, in deep reflection
of Loves preferable state;
I find myself returning to that
former innocence, regardless
that my reason fails me!
(and the Heart of Man seems
fake.)

J.Stephen.H.

Something more than A Ghost. (Letter from the Lost.)

Something more than a Ghost.
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It's as if you've opened 
up an expressive 
flood of Duality now 
pouring forth 
from me. 

I only pray (my sweet)
that my dark soul 
can reach you in those 
Silver dreams; 
perhaps enough to 
shake the fallen loves 
twilight from your 
emerald eyes, 
and show you higher 
realities than your 
soul can realize. 

I feel that you and I 
together as One would 
be stronger than the 
nothing which has for so 
long shaped us; eating 
away the meaning of 
our life's basic frame, 
until little more than chaos 
and despair remain. 

Whether you feel that
Love is a choice, or 
reaction to some 
animalistic chemistry 
which effects 
us unbeknownst,...
I hope soon you will realize 
that in me lies your bright hearts 
counterpart. 

(and I can always be something 
more than a Ghost.)

J.Stephen.H.

With One Love. (The Tie Which Binds.)

With One Love. (The tie which binds.)
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I realize Dear Love,
that I often preach
my Souls desire for
all to soon be Free;
yet (none the less)
may the only amorous
beast who stalks your
sordid dreams be me!

Though I glamorize
Life's Loneliness from
my lair of Dark Despair,
I must confess a certain
fondness for your Smile,
and Raven's Hair.

Because in you I see
a Better Me, before
the rage and blood;
before My Angels
Lost their chastity
to drown in lustful
floods.

So when of Freedom
I do preach, my odd
sermon discludes you
and I; For our Souls
are bound now each to
each!

(with One Love the
tie which binds.)

J.Stephen.H.

Angels Everywhere.

Angels Everywhere.
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You ask me how much I love you,...
yet how can one measure the depths
and width of infinity with mortal words
unsuitable for the task?
Such Love remains a Mystery.
(yet as clear to me as glass.)

I find myself amazed daily by
my hearts ability to hold these
feelings no ocean could
contain, because they have
no end;...and though you
might smile 1,000 times an
hour I view each as the last
I'll ever view again!

In you, my Soul finds the
strength to face any tragedy
which might occur tomorrow;
and I thank God for any moment
spent, whether it brings joy,
or mortal sorrow!

And in You, my Love,
(My perfect Love)
I measure the depths
of Me with but a stare.

For You My Love,
(My perfect Love)
convince me there are
Angels everywhere.

J.Stephen.H.

This Presence Near Me.

This Presence Near Me.
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At night I'm Haunted by your presence,
bathing in the Moons grim essence,
letting not the Starlight In.
(that food of fools and peasants.)

Though I have surrendered my Will
to the inevitability of your passing,
(as untimely as it proved to be.)
My faith is dead in things Everlasting!
(which seems more like a punishment
to me.)

For how can I dream of such glorious
posits, like Peace, and Gods serenity?
When the world around me is dishonest!
(full of war, and other nightmare scenes.)

This presence near me won't subside,
it seems more constant than the tides;
as The Moon reigns on her Icy Throne
Supreme!

(ensuring my life will be
bound by Lunacy.)

J.Stephen.H.