Twelve thousand rays
Passed through me
Words of engulfing white light
Purity dripping from
Your wit-sharpened knife
🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
I throw myself on
The mercy of your love
Shedding tears of relief
My loneliness died that day
Sacrificed at your feet
🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
Rays born of the light of love
Shining down upon me
I pray you do not depart my life
Leaving me to grope in shade
🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
Bless me with one glancing breath
A single stroke of your lashes
Creates a sufficiently cooling wind
I promise to be chaste and true
Always to your one last chances
and last night's dreams
🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
I listen well, I promise you
It’s only in the follow-through
Where I lack abundant gumption
To perfectly observe rigorous instructions
Never would I knowingly
Cause your heart to gasp or ache
🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨🕊️🤍🪞✨
Pure intentions are my only gift
Spoken words with a heart of truth
If ever you doubt, or seek shoring up
I spout an endless fountain
Of soul-healing words
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 20~ Party Down
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his “gift.”
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This is beautiful the way you weave light and love together feels so tender and alive. I love how each line carries such deep feeling like a gentle promise and a heartfelt prayer all at once.