David Lacey Poems

The feathered night offers no sanctuary to those less fortunate than we,
We sweet dreamers of midnights canopy revealed.
The stars they promise twilight, the day again the same to night.
Find me in the shade of freedom, sunken roots in leather boots.
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A river of the freshest orange makes her way towards my all,
I am the ocean of karma waters within which she may fall.

Here I swim within myself to honour the perfection of my bodies aspirations,
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One last time I am to suffer in agony for my love of ecstasy
One last time I am to offer myself to the gods of midnights hour.

Fresh death within a cage of flesh is calling
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Am I forever meant to be
Torn apart by misery
When all around is ecstasy
And my soul, my soul is free.
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Our dreams are as real as we allow them to be,
Open up your heart to the world,
There's more to love than at first meets the eyes.
We must learn to hear the howling winds,
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If desire is for the demon breed
Then the demon breeds inside of me
If lust is for the devils kin
I am of lust and lost within
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The labyrinth wild it leads you
Towards the smile that feeds you
The woodman wild in a shaman’s frenzy
Spent the night below the sea.
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Here we are once more upon the turning of the wheel,
Here we are once more within a world where nothings real,
Deprived of sleep and keeping restless watch upon the shadows
I await the arrival of the summer’s heat to kiss upon my skin.
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Sorrow is mine for the moment at hand,
Tomorrow sublime in pastel grandeur
And here surrounded by a circle of kings
We sin in singing the songs we sing.
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