18-5-2022, “... radio waves.”
18-5-2022, “... radio waves.”
I have been waiting for you ☀️ 🍃
Rejuvenating green 🍃 🌸
To my darling,
Would it be that the only thing that binds us now is our inevitable death, at least it will prove right the soothsayers, saying we would have something that lasts.
--- 16-5-2022, M.A. Tempels ©
I wish I could complicate things; Psychoanalyze the deep aches To oblivion; cut the strings That tear at my heart till it breaks Again, so my soul awakes Again, to say I can't obscure what’s true; Favoring layman’s terms:
I still love you.
--- 15-5-2022, M.A. Tempels ©
Abundance 🌸 ☀️ 🍃
14-5-2022, “... crude truths.”
Sometimes internet annoys me, and then I cannot help but emit a low, exasperated groan whilst scrolling. Usually it’s a short-lived growl, barely leaving my throat. However, sometimes internet stacks the aggravating posts, by which the groans are elongated; audibly amplified throughout the length of aggravation. Today the list of groan-posts I scrolled was particularly long, and I noticed that with different levels of irritation come differently pitched groans. These pitch changes turned my, normally monotonous, growling into a legit song of annoyance, and about halfway in I realized I was throat singing. The concatenation of exasperation I witnessed also made me want to fuck off into the mountains, far away from the bullshit. I imagine this is how Buddhism was originally invented.
Sought solely With the eye unspoken; blind To light, yet in Darkness, omniscient, As black is the canvas Of veracity.
Here, flow The colours of the Soul, awoken, Shift-shaping nebulae to images Exemplifying constrained Desire;
All swallowed in fearful Ferocity By maw of mind, and shards Of heart, broken; glass needles; my Fanged cognizance.
The serpent cannot Dream The priory, Therefore, it cannot Drag its relics down dark mire Where, coiled, the timeless truth Stays out of view.
Where solely a blinded eye May see, I seek fire, To watch it flicker and dance Till it shapes You.
--- 13-5-2022, M.A. Tempels
The clouds are nice today ☁️
Infatuated sighs; a tethered heart Allowed a confession's wordless lean way; Its vision too grand to crudely impart In breath put to speech; in attempts to say:
"I will love you forever and a day."
This, I do know: you have suffused me whole; In ways that I first must learn to convey The voice that spills directly from this soul, Unexpectedly born on a quaint evening stroll.
--- 11-5-2022, M.A. Tempels ©
Life 🌸 💚 🍃
I wake up awash in titillation, Your sweetly animalistic fragrance Suffuses me still, and My heart paces As I cling to oneiric Creation.
I wake up trailing Soft linens — your hair, Toward A crumpled duvet — your shoulder; All the worried while my heart begs:
Nothing matters more than Keeping you there Where I can still have you; love you...
A kiss in the aether, there's Nothing I can do:
I wake up.
--- 10-5-2022, M.A. Tempels ©
Recipe of PALE 😂
The Genetic Group results also show my family dropped around where I am right now (Gelderland) and quite simply did not move haha
Lady's mantle 💚 🍃
7-5-2022, "... a Shakespearean sonnet about a lilac girl.”
Cheer up, Kiddo 🌸 ☀️