Snowy Sun Rise

Nothing to expect from you,
But that you keep on keepin' on doing what you do,
That your fawning should not ever be displaced,
That Love is protected with humility and grace,
Have I stunned you yet with the gun in my mouth?
Hateful bullet,
We'll figure it out,
Dancing desperate,
Time being caressed,
Too reminiscent of what almost bested,
In eternal family find an anti-depressant,
Not hurried to make the same mistake again,
So, my friend, get no wrong impression,
I am not waiting,
Reminder,
I find Her waiting instead,
Taking by the heart and hand leading,
Depleting the drain on Nike of Psyche,
She guides me into a wide tunnel of new life,
Where no time's time at all,
And nowhere to fall, not a sound,
Not standing on solid ground,
Rippling underfoot, like Eros will shoot,
She knows my loneliness right through to the root,
And appeases it,
We smile together,
Our dance not desperate any longer,
Light as a feather,
Maddening comfort, grow stronger,
Make Goddess not saddened, give Her prose,
In this reality,
She knows,
Beyond materiality or what is tangible,
She gnaws like no other,
Will I be lost in her eyes...?
Or found,
Snow stars of silver gently touch down around us,
We giggle like sisters in mirrors,
Outside this smothering warmth what's trickery is coldness,
There is still Mr. big brother,
Strong like a lion,
White eagle flying,
Can't reconcile reflection,
Enough to touch my face,
Why does this longing betray the She that is me,
That is not,
With so few magickal bodies and minds,
Screaming, complete me,
Don't eat me,
Bury these thoughts,
In the freshly covered ground which isn't there,
Make a snowball,
The snowflakes we wear like tiaras,
White mascara,
Giggling again,
Psychedelia somehow runs through these veins,
Not inane or profane in isolation,
Feels as if I may never be touched again,
But for this insisting,
Persist, please persist white princess,
Black hole of Light embodied in the imaginary,
Bliss is a mystery, scared's just a myth,
Kiss her like a sister, not you like a Fool,
Or he, nor we, no Love for the weeping spool of them,
She and I, we might be hiding invisible as threads,
Pride standing tall walking down this hallway in our heads,
A gateway, a break away, a frozen river,
To skate up trajectory and then fly away completely,
Moisture in the air tells me She's there,
Trumpets of Angels become louder,
Shows me to the door at the end, silty powder,
Dropping off into the street, hitting hard where these feet are walking,
Suddenly pavement beneath,
A sheet of fuzzy electric clarity lingering,
Stay with me,
Stay with me,
Peaking out that place,
Her hand, our fingers touching, departing,
No tears in the eyes to say goodbye,
Returning to the walk home,
The walk home,
The walk home,
Before you go, to come back once more,
Tell me how long until this urge is conquered,
To have manifest from acceptance,
A Brother, man, co-Worker to share in this different dance,
To transcend the ties of birth from another Mother,
Into the clouds of discovery, after recovery,
Alchemically rearranged within,
Finding Her eyes in Him,
You must have a partner,
When will I find mine?
"Questioning must die so settle your mind", she said,
On this hard return,
No sleep for the wicked,
But peace in the pieces of this lasting feeling,
Revealing only the wisdom of a Soror,
In affection, release the disease that marks complexion,
Complicated exacerbated, no more use for these shoes,
Allowed to have a muse,
Some how purer this way,
One day will find the kind to match the soaring heights,
Of a snowy sun rise,
Unification,
Supreme liberation from lust of result,
That snowball of fault or no fault,
Thrown against the door of the vault,
Exempting terminology,
With expectation,
Can come disintegration...