James Darwin Smith II
Traveling With Love's Dark Light - Poem by James Darwin Smith II
My heart is a graveyard
Full of cobwebbed dirge riddled tombstones
Upon grass desolate of care
As each epitaph reads
"Dead from conditional love"
Only the Raven's mourning is felt
Nesting on each beat's decay
A leper of Corvus sanity
Adapting to a world of bleak despair
Warmness, Still feeling a tad warm
The sun shines,
Through these cracks upon my heart
Into tiny little specs of an optimistic morrow
Confusion, With each "humanly" visit
As some pay their brief respects then leave
Running off with haste and forgetfulness
Am I suppose to be one of them?
The Raven's rapture grows
As I bask into denial
So much fear, Why?
What did I ever do?
Love me, Within
That is all I ever ask of you
Many creatures of the night,
Are creations of rejection
Laden in the madness of a lonely demise
Love, It is not me, But you
The one who is the fool
Judging this outer Beast
By false Intuition, By false premonitions
Only without realizing,
It's the lies and deceit
That enables your own downfall
So be it
The beast in me sees beauty
Through the eyes of the Raven's inspiration
Purple peeks tinted in aspiration
As the light shines it's own residue
Of a hopeful spectrum upon a prospecting view
Upon the day the words "I love you"
Resonates the truth of every lasting moment
Love, I will find you
The Raven's fancy smile will be certain
As these emotions fly beyond all pained past
Headed for a future brand new
In fruition of a heart now stronger
Than it has ever been before
But till now and then
Love, You will never be my crutch
My spirit is free and true
Exploring beyond what I have ever explored before
How bout yours?
Love, Now I believe you truly exist, Do you?
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