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.

The monotony of some mental states.

Oh, whoever thought it
would be my fate?,..
to reduce the glory of
Loves Complexity to the
Monotony of some Mental State?
Or become the villain of
modern times! 

(considered heroic
in former days.)

It's amazing the lies we
are willing to tell others
in order to convince ourselves,
that a purity exists within
the Star-Raped Minds of Lovers!

(when truthfully most
Romantic Heavens End
 in Hell.)

Thus Faith be damned!
So that I will never be
alone within my restless
soul grown Heartless!
Something less than Angel,
more than Man!
(A Prophet of Eternal
darkness)
who will spend forever
opposing fate!

(rather than reducing loves
complexity to the monotony
of some Mental State.)

J.Stephen.H.

the poetry in her face

The poetry in her face. 
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The Poetry in her Splendid Face, 
tells a story of constant faith, 
which inspires in my sleeping 
heart a Need! 

(to feel Gods Saving 
Grace.) 

For Though many Horrors I have 
seen,  (upon this Tragic Earth) no 
Beauty compares to her Eyes Serene! 
(or that smile of endless mirth.) 

Like a messenger sent, she often 
boasts, about those Miracles of The
Heavenly Host; who watches From
That Golden Throne, (illuminating her 
life the most) promising she is Not 
Alone! 

( but in the presence of A 
Living Ghost.) 

I am lost therefore in the Poetry 
of Her Face,.inspired to seek Gods 
Saving Grace; and though many 
tragedies  I have seen, she makes 
the world a better Place!

 (and reveals my Destiny.) 

J.Stephen.H.

Infants in The eyes of Mystery.

Infants in the Eyes Of Mystery.
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You asked me once what 
I believe, but I can only 
tell you this: "all remain 
infants in the eyes of Mystery!" 
(and die in states of ignorance.) 

Yet do no cease pursuing reasons, 
or questioning why life seems to 
be a stage of Mortal Sorrow; 
since curiosity applied to each 
New season, may provide the answer 
sought tomorrow! 

I Believe that your "belief" 
determines some Reality, thus 
if you live in constant grief 
your Life becomes a tragedy!, 
and brings despair without 
relief! (which echoes through 
Eternity.) 

Still, ask tomorrow if you must, 
and let your Young eyes gander, 
By Sorrow Born we eat Lifes dust! 
(yet Mystery remains The Answer.) 

J.Stephen.H.

In You I find a Noble Muse.

In You I find a Noble Muse. 
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In You, I find a Noble Muse, 
better than the Night; 
greater in Beauty and Truth! 
(who repairs my fractured 
sight.) 

It's amazing how a simple 
stare can reveal the entirety 
of ones Heart; 
and take you distant places, 
(without going anywhere) 
so full of Loves Sweet Art! 

Therefore it is to You, 
(noble Muse) that my Soul 
sings it's faithful ode; 
You who showed me greater 
Truths! 
(than the Night could 
ever know.) 

J.Stephen.H