mark anthony st. rose Poems

If I could find the right words to convey my love,
I would write them in the stars the skies above.
For pages too temporary, too finite, too frail,
though generations lasts still cannot break mortality's veil.
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When naked bodies collide
in hot flashes of pre-orgasmic fervour,
and sheets come alive
with animated dancing scented flavour,
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His soul escaped into a grand mythical sea,
danced sweetly upon star-filled shores.
He saw the diamond gleam flew from heaven's doors,
and a Godlike structure without face or form
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I had found you on a lost golden day,
not looking for love not wanting to stay,
my adrift upon a broken plank lonely shores,
you dived in and rescued me opened your doors
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A profound energy traversing time
connecting those that need to be connected.
Finding drifting souls, uniting isolate hearts,
a law like the order of the stars
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He saw the gleam in the mystic streams,
and his heart lifted in raptured skies,
dancing with the magic of the sun,
whilst his heart beating in tune with time.
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When the Eden has come,
and the dawn embraces
once more the pristine air,
and men have been thoroughly cleansed
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Her face is printed in my mind in hesitation,
Always before the dawn, always before the noon.
In a sleepless wonder it lingers,
Like a stronger ember whispers
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Terror and wrath and grief to be appeased,
By the coming of the great spirit within
that dawns upon the darkness great
And brightens mortality with its presence.
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Build your ostentatious buildings
and your graves
to house your strangled souls.
Build your so called impeccable cities,
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