News: Since April of last year I have managed to accomplish several monumental things in my studies, but I update you now to tell you that three nights ago I had the best sleep since I last visited my aunt's house (years ago) and probably will never have another good sleep like it for years to come *nods sagely*.

--12 March 2017 --

Quote: I really dislike how glasses slide down your nose impetuously when you're glaring down at your unfinished work. -Me

The Fellowship

July 26, 2012

Liquid Love (A Poem)

I was feeling a bit contemplative and wrote this little poem just now (no editing, this is raw material). Enjoy, my dears :)

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Liquid Love

Dip my soul in water,
Free my breath to the air,
Send my veins to Indiana
And stop to taste and share.
Taste and share the freedom,
Sponsor blood from Spain,
Lend your heart to a passerby
They’ll rip it straight in twain.
Rip it straight in twain they will,
From top to bottom, rent.
So spare yourself the heartache, love,
Isolation is heaven sent.
Heaven sent, it is, my dear,
Right from Eden’s gate,
Isolate your soul right fast,
Before it is too late.
Too late to stop from falling,
From falling off a ledge,
The merciless expulsion
Of the living’s willing pledge.
The willing pledge to live, indeed,
The oath to never die,
The swarthy breath of freshest lungs,
That hope will never shy.
Will never shy from duty,
To keep the sun all bright,
And make each day alive and new –
To give the will to fight.
To fight against the world, my love,
Against all powers of hell,
To trust in God’s deliverance
And pray that all ends well.


Signed with liquid love,


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