dark roads I have walked I walked alone tasting skies in places no other has known dared with eagles perched high in the Teton tree tops 3 million miles roamed mountain top to mountain top Me and my childhood backdrop from Superior's ghosts to Prince's finest hosts I walked a line no human would hope to copy A tangled mess neither neat nor sloppy but crisscrossed like weaving a web I too never could count on a bed for my weary weary head. X 03/27/2024 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved.
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I'll take a double scoop, another loop of this thing called life suck it down, with all of its troubles and strife I'll take everything she's got to give to live throw it to the wind and pray cuz there's divinity when we play Take the dark bus, the night train leave the bar singing in the rain I won't behave but I'll be nice with every bite and every slice This isn't a last call but life's a ball and there's an end that stalks us all so, I'll jump the tables break the lens get a lover and make some friends Drive off the cliff of what used to be cuz there's no defining me To suck the marrow I'll have to bite deep eyes closed I ain't afraid to leap X 10/09/2013 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved. "Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night?" Morrison It should burn, like a fire like a raging desire as hot as any sun It should consume, at a touch it should feel like it's nearly too much Don't stop never, ever let it stop Cuz once begun it will drive you to new heights and depths oh, the depths you will plumb Ten thousand directions but when you know La Fée You'll know them all as one It should ache, like a famine a toothache examined and then reexamined It should hurt, and throb and drive you to distraction But give you traction Even compel you into action for the rapture the seizure you know follows the fever oh misbeliver what meager dreams what petty schemes have you locked in at the seems? When all along just there at your fingertips an entire regime X 10/03/2018 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved. Hers are the midnight eyes that spot easy any lie even when poised between her supple thighs or lost within a cacophony of a thousand unholy sighs Hers are the reasons why a god-awful tie leaves you wound yet quite unable to expound a lost dog desperate to be found cuz your treasons against her seasons are the reasons you cry For Hers are the words that will one day deify or crucify That butterfly, with the goldeneye always singing, "shoo-fly" to those wise-guys that still... expect her to comply. X 09/20/2020 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved. Piece by piece I have reclaimed my love lost scattered like so many worthless pieces Piece by piece my God reborn for love would have no other way Piece by piece my breath devotion that final primordial potion of love Piece by piece breath by breath We restore what hated has scattered upon every opposing shore Piece by piece though eternity it take never once could I ever forsake Our love X 03/05/2024 © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved. We rise and rise again for Our Mother calls Us home to Her ethereal throne Even wanderers know for Her We glow We put up the ever-lasting show We rise not to touch the skies not to bury the lies not to suffocate the highs We rise in song to help each other along to be strong to carry the throng ...of change ...of momentum needed to rearrange the bitterly strange We rise giving praise to the skies trumpeting Our immortal sighs In glory, grace and gratitude We humbly spin this wheel clockwise X 03/05/2024 “What though the rose have prickles, yet 'tis pluck'd.” William Shakespeare |
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