The TurningThe TurningThe Turning
There is a mystery to something looming, Shadow disturbing, breath that’s threatening. You want to turn, to see what’s looming And touch the velvet, watch it prick you.
Will it be darkness, all gloom and withered; A Desolation, that leaves you broken? Or will it waken something within you To make you realize your own starvation?
Will it delight you, stir your passion
Delicious burning, all around you? And when you taste it will it fill you Until you’re brimming, and feel complete?
What if it leaves you, the dar
A Drop of WineA Drop of Wine (in Rali’vinee’s voice)A Drop of Wine
A memory, the day we met . . .
When you opened the door
And did step into the room
Why I can remember so well . . .
When I did neh know you yet?
But the moment I did hear your boot step and its echo
It was the drip of a drop of wine
Fine, divine, sublime, and my heart cried . . .
“Step again . . . please step again
For now I crave”
Then came a minute,
Two boot steps, three, and my heart did cry . . .
“Come forward, my music . . .
Fill me, my song . . .
Pour
Summer Reflection
Obsessed
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