a world of opposites

a world of opposites surround me round

return to me a single echo of silent sound

a voice unheard, loud and strong

reverberates, vibrates, hums along

the walls of contrast reflect the light

a prism of colors: blind eyes delight

a single hue, from every face

lost then found, chromatic trace

barriers of belief block the way

hindering the path on which I stay

anchored fast to unbelief

frozen stand in endless grief

loveless lovers fill the void

unloved hearts once destroyed

unsung love songs fill the air

some who love but do not care

potent portent future found

past is passed in days unwound

ones forgotten, ones foretold

remembered memories, lies untold

buried treasure, costless find

wealth unmeasured, paupers mined

priceless objects priced to sell

fortune spent on pyrite’s spell

A Long

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image: Joseph Mischyshyn CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

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old friends searched online for former friends surprised to see untimely ends friends, their spouses, moms and dads sad to see the deaths they had the inexorable tick and tock of time, leads us all to fields, sublime through twisting, turning hands of fate, soon we'll all be known as "late" years roll on, time is passed no one knows how long it lasts each life is counted out by days as friends we oft go separate ways friend's faces show the lines of age as each one turns his separate page fools fleeting time waits for no man eighty years our lives may span so count your days with special care for who knows how, who knows where our beating hearts will one day stop find old friends before they drop © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image adapted: By SDRandCo via morguefile.com

spectral kiss

spectral kiss the silent echo of a forgotten kiss fills my heart with trembling bliss the surge of love felt from your lips reflects old feelings of love's eclipse passion's image of days long gone my broken heart has not moved on velvet kiss's remembered touch from memory's lips, mean so much subtle pressure from your sweet lips of which i drank long, deep sips heartbeats count them, one by one from rising moon to setting sun the soothing pleasure of phantom kiss the velvety glory that my lips miss the tender texture of emotion's heights haunt me now in darkest nights pulsing pleasures from tender lips ancient memories through time, slips each kiss that my memory holds are lost to me now as time unfolds where we were to where are we now shields us from time's fleeting prow the vessel that bore us with each kiss has shipwrecked our love's eternal bliss © 2015 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ ...

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