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The ice crystals clutch the fluid window
glittering in the jaundiced streetlamp
as behind their eyes the world slips by
swimming in the chaotic moon.
And where do I belong?
And where do I go from here?
Lost in an empty hope
that vanishes in the labored breaths of a dying girl.
And where do I belong?
And where do I go from here?
Written c. 2010.
When the heart speaks words too heavy for the ears
When the pains can no longer be shared
When all seems too hard to face
When despair is all that's worth carrying
When too low that the heart is sinking
When life  seems too unbearable to keep fighting
DEAR Lord may you always be there
To carry the load & burdens
To free me from all my burdens
That no more shall my heart be outweighed
Surely your grace is sufficient
Perfect it in my weakness
Renew & Restore my Joy
Embrace me closely that loneliness has no place
Withholding nothing, not anymore.
The chances of finding a love thts true
Where it seems next to impossible
Crazily minimal, so I should count myself favored
A love tht uplifts me when everything's weighing me down
Loving that draws me closer n closer to my creator
Love that maximises on the strength n less on my unending flaws
Loving thts unseasonal, timeless..for ever <3
Sacrificial & fully committed.
True love fueled by the Savior Himself.
Great blessing it is.
#Love #Blessed
 Jul 2015 Stephen Purcell
N Paul
Introduction
There they stood; keeping silent company.
Yet of His face, wept searing electricity.

To the lovers of life*
Here they stand, keeping silent company.
No utterance dealt; yet clear in both their minds
A single, brilliant truth:

He longs for her with a savage delight.
And it cries from every fibre, exalting!
It is in the bearing of his eye;
Rifling through her tender flesh
In search of what he knows, from voices ages old, is there:
That her heart will beat for no other as it beats for him right now;
That in this moment, their Souls are bared
To each other’s glares- naked, and blemished, and cowering-
Yet his eyes remain fixed and sure:

And for this, she loves him.

For they have seen each other for the First of Times,
Truly! And as with many the Ancient Laws unfurled,
They stand aware, in lack of ever being taught,
Aware with every atom, every straining tendon tight
That their time's so very short.

And so they drink… wordless
To each other, to their youth, and to their bodies
Shining like never before in the noonday air
Garbed in cloth that snaps and furls around their waists.

They imbibe with electric eyes,
Eyes that are new born to this world of light
And come out screaming, living, and sensitive
For lack of ever being touched.
They revel in their new-found joy;
Pouring from Her figure,
Of Her sleek, supple waist and the arch of her back,
Bristling with delight,
Of His strong hands and easy smile,
That spoke of laughter scattered
Across countless campfires of summers past.

Their light does burn intense as any fire,
And when their brimming anticipation
Overspills its crimson chalice
The silence shall SHATTER.
To find peace again in each other's arms.
Fumbling in sweet darkness-

Of heavy lids, of earthy flesh,
With lips embraced...

In ravenous finality.
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