The Lovers VI
A heart shared by two
reaches across the distance
to join once again.
A heart shared by two
reaches across the distance
to join once again.
The sun and the moon,
the day and the night,
the subtle power play
between darkness and light.
Light’s lauded eternal,
painted in white,
and awarded a purity
that is not its right.
Shade stands ashamed,
accused, and accursed,
perpetually known
only for its worst.
But there are no heroes or villains,
no right and no wrong,
there’s much more to hear
in the world’s song.
Recall moonlit walks,
making love in the dark,
and how the daylight
makes our horrors more stark.
Life’s rarely simple,
there’s a rainbow of hues;
take a moment and examine
those within you.
The sway of the tide,
the pulse of the land,
there’s a rich complexity
to the powers at hand.
So listen and learn,
a student once more,
arms spread wide,
and ready to soar.
Beloved of the Gods,
The High Priest leads the masses
in sacred service.
I’ve lost my home, my place, my time,
lost my luster, sparkle, shine;
the lonely road broke my stride,
broke my back, and scarred my pride.
Astride the red horse,
his ambitions know no bounds,
honor no borders.
Her husband at war,
she uses cunning and guile
to protect her throne.
Listen and learn,
children anew,
to the world’s turning
echo through you.
Life may leave you blue,
stoic and stern,
and stuck in a queue.
So let your spirit burn,
not merely simmer and stew,
let the bell of your return
echo through you.
In the cool moonlight,
The Priestess breathes her prayers,
chaste and otherwise.
My spirit starts soaring,
and my libido roaring,
from the bliss
of our first kiss,
and they demand more.
Magician’s powers
don’t come from smoke and mirrors,
but transformation.