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Childish h e a r t s,
flawless and whole,
run b a r e f o o t
without any cares
They p l a y with the night
through storm-cloudy dreams
flying in and around
s o m e w h e r e s
F a s t e n me
to my childish heart
with t h o s e little
pieces of string
And lift me through
love's w i n d y caress
over the moon to go
s o a r i n g
Tie my s w e e t lovey
onto the very end
so she can,
o f c o u r s e,
come too
Then with a t a n g l e of string
and my uncombed hair
we'll fly,
c a r e f r e e,
waiting for you
Grab onto your own
s p e c i a l helium balloon
and tightly grip to the end
So then it will c a r r y you
up to the dark
to join with me,
your c h i l d i s h friend
flawless and whole,
run b a r e f o o t
without any cares
They p l a y with the night
through storm-cloudy dreams
flying in and around
s o m e w h e r e s
F a s t e n me
to my childish heart
with t h o s e little
pieces of string
And lift me through
love's w i n d y caress
over the moon to go
s o a r i n g
Tie my s w e e t lovey
onto the very end
so she can,
o f c o u r s e,
come too
Then with a t a n g l e of string
and my uncombed hair
we'll fly,
c a r e f r e e,
waiting for you
Grab onto your own
s p e c i a l helium balloon
and tightly grip to the end
So then it will c a r r y you
up to the dark
to join with me,
your c h i l d i s h friend
Literature
Artifice
I would lie
to myself
in order to
see what
I truly wish
to believe,
for I desire
a reality
which I truly
cannot obtain.
I cannot
escape certain
truths that
I wish
were the
reality of
someone else,
someone not
like myself.
I desire
something
other than
what I feel;
I desire
a reality
that is
not real.
-Brian Shuffett
June 25th, 2010
Literature
A hearts declaration
How can I change my words
into a beautiful vocabulary?
Change it to something
more eloquent and appealing;
For your heart to feast on,
your souls thirst to quench.
Come drink my loves potion,
become drunk on its divine ingredients.
Do not spit it out
nor defy its sweet taste
of enchantment.
Come to me, make haste
to my field of longing
and intoxication.
Look into my eyes and see
my love, my everything
no longer deny that eruption,
the minds volatile volcano.
Love flowing like lava
through veins of ecstasy
into a well of adoration,
in the depths
of a once empty chest.
Love me that is all you must,
love me with al
Literature
Depredation
Drain the life from me,
for my eternal flower
has withered away.
No nectar dwells within
and you have ceased
to blossom in my heart.
You are entangled
like an unruly weed,
and I would rip my
own heart from chest
if it would but rid me of
the discomfort you breed.
-Brian Shuffett
July 12th, 2010
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This is awesome! So much beautiful imagery, it really comes alive while reading.