a fiction in her eyes

A Fiction in Her Eyes.
________________

There is a Fiction
in Her Eyes which
opposes The Truth
of what I wish our
Love would Be.
(a lie which deepens
every time she smiles
through me.)

I would have done
Anything before
to keep her,...but
Everything meant
Nothing..and thus my
Heart grows Absent
with each word.

Love will Rule
The Day!
(they said.)
Love will set
you Free!

But Love is
a Phantom
in My Head!

(bound by
Slavery.)

J.Stephen.H.

A Dirt Blanket Beneath The Moon

A Dirt Blanket Beneath
the Moon.
_______________________

My Love..

You are the
Star Philosophers
dream of from
their dirt Blankets
beneath the Moon.

That Constant Point
of Wonder in this
World of Few
Miracles, where
Joy is often an
exception to the
Rule of Tragedy.

But
When I see you
Clothed in Robes of
Midnight, everything
in Life seems Right...

and the Presence of God
chases away those
Phantoms from my sight!!

I'm sure My Love
that there are Other
Worlds..(many more
than the Mathematics
of Man can number.)

Yet (for me) you are
the only World this
Weary Philosopher
wants to Dream Of.

(from my dirt Blanket
beneath the Moon.)

j.stephen.h.

Because

Because..
___________

Because My Heart
travels to A Place
pain cannot reach..
where Her Beauty
drowns my thoughts
in Flowers..

(though I'm surrounded
by the Dead)

and Angels stand in
The Devils Courtyard
to Preach.

(explaining Eternity
in an Hour.)

Because The Darkness
flees when her eyes
touch my scarred frame;
I am Reborn in The Name
of Faceless Love!

(which is pure in Heart
and never seeks to Blame.)

Because Forever is
now a Reality, rather
than an antiquated
concept once told
by Ancient Men who
Feared Death.

(I shall use it to Love her
with each Breath.)

Because we kiss eachothers'
Scars..Her love takes me to
a Place where pain cannot reach;
as The Sun and Moon find
Harmony with All Stars!!

(and Angels stand in the
Devils Courtyard to Preach.)

J.Stephen.H.

Closer to the Face of God.

Closer to the Face of God.
__________________

Since her
Smile brings
me closer
to The Face
of God..

how can
Our Love
be wrong?

I feel
Righteous
in Her Gentle
Arms..

and Reborn
at the sound
of that Sweet
Voice!

(which seems
to sing an
Angels' Song.)
_

I never cared
much for This
World..

or believed
True Romance
could exist..

until I met
this Lovely
Girl!!

(who owned
me with a
Kiss.)
_

j.stephen.h.

the duct-taped angel.

The Duct-Taped Angel.
_________________

I'm going to
duct-tape
your wings
together,..
so you won't
fly away
from me...
off into some
Brighter Sun.

and I'll keep
you  for
Eternity!!
(to hold
until our souls
are one.)
_

No Mortal
Words in
life compare,

to The Novels
spoken by your
stare..

which says:
(I will always
be there.)

j.stephen.h.

This Uncommon Connection.

This Uncommon Connection.
_____________________

Our Connection is
a Shared Dialogue
between Two Lonely
Souls who have
found (in one another)
a Common Affection.
(uncommonly known.)

Your Voice touches
the Shadows of My
Heart, and rekindles
A Light I once thought
Dead in Me.

I listen to you share
your Dreams, and find
myself awe stricken
because they reflect My
Own.

Dreams no one else
can understand..
because they are lost, or
drowning in the Nightmares
of this world, unable
to bring themselves
to Feel The Beauty of
A Kiss. (or Love which
could Be real.)

I will never be Alone
again with thoughts
of you In My Head,
and each moment
in your Presence
further strengthens
the Bond our Souls
have forged.
(as we share this
Uncommon Connection.)

J.Stephen.H.

Give Me Truthful Doomsday.

Give me Truthful Doomsday.
_____________________

I don't know how
much longer I can
drown in this silence...
wondering...

hoping for the better,
while realizing that reason
and previous experience
dictates failure...or a cold
inevitability alternative
to Hope.
__

It must be a trend for
Angels to offer small
pieces of their heart,
only to flee..

leaving those
they bless with nothing
but a memory reduced to
Loves Abandonment...

until they become A
Walking Tragedy which
first plays out in the Head,
before entering this world
like a Madman holding
an Obscene Grudge against
Humanity .
__

Always the stranger
looking through the
window..

That Alien from a Dead
Planet consumed by
Greedy Stars...

an Actor upon
this Stage
"Hypocrisy"..!!!

feeding the hapless
audience his Scars!

(and OH HOW THEY
CLAP AT ME!!!)
__

No More I Say...

never again..

Give me Truthful
Doomsday over
Any Fleeting
Friend!...
__

Back into the
Shadows shall
I go...

to Live the Only
Way I know.

(ALONE until
The END>>)

j.s.h.