I AM KING WILLIAM!
My AP wife and queen: allpoetry.com/poets/Eruvande%20Almare
(Poems for my by my queen Eruvande Almare)
Rhythm Incandescent
Vast, fragrance of mists
Into the night, to dissipate
Wayward spirit, seize
Lost, she seeks to wonder
Stark trees begin to glow
Whisper as they part
To reveal a shrouded lord
He comes, holding out his hands
Once shattered asunder
Can one believe in him?
Clouds veiled as she breathes
An instant in his arms
They sway to the music
Of the wind in the branches
Together they fade
Into obscurity
Heartbeat, once so slow
Begins to pound
Soon racing, all other sounds
are drowned
Embracing, sweet wings of love
Drink thou thirsting soul
Parched heart, deep desire
Awaits the light
Internal Requiem
Straining
Calling your name
Pleading tones
Black winds
Bursting from the gloom
to entangle me
Broken strands
Reality altered
Vague separations
Time and Tide
Wave and regret
Head on your chest
Deep eyes gazing into yours
Hold me
Eyes lock
Breathing shadows
I shall never let you go
Trembling fingers tough
Smooth and simple
Lines brush lines
Caresses
When one heart beat stops
the other begins
Brush my soul
With your whispers
Gentle breathing in my ear
Hush my king
For the ice is melting
Calling your name
Pleading tones
Black winds
Bursting from the gloom
to entangle me
Broken strands
Reality altered
Vague separations
Time and Tide
Wave and regret
Head on your chest
Deep eyes gazing into yours
Hold me
Eyes lock
Breathing shadows
I shall never let you go
Trembling fingers tough
Smooth and simple
Lines brush lines
Caresses
When one heart beat stops
the other begins
Brush my soul
With your whispers
Gentle breathing in my ear
Hush my king
For the ice is melting
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- Last seen on Jun 3 10:44 PM. Member since November 6, 2007.
- I'm a aventurine thought poet for 56 comments.
- I am a 19 year old guy from Missouri (United States)
- I am in the groups A Sanctuary for the Lost Alone Dark or, Warriors For Christ
- I have 56 comments, 30 poems
My Poetry
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Drifting atop mountain tops, peaks of wonders, engulfed by colors.
Forlorn hath he been, cast from heaven, his body frayed, pieces scatter -
Cresting thundering
Streaming through brazen heaven -
Laced atop sweet emerald trees.
Diamonds of hearts glow for thee
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Eruvande Almare on May 27You never ever get on =(
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Eruvande Almare on September 15, 2008Write more poems!!! ;P Heh, i'm not one to talk! <3 you sweetheart!
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Re-invention on July 18, 2008I love this page.. tis amazing.. I love that image of yours and the one with the sword very neat
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Eruvande Almare on July 9, 2008I love you honey
