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Starry's Confessions

S. K. Jackson

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February 2016

To be….

To be a thought in his mind.
To be a place he spends his time.
To be the carrier of his heart.
To feel together though apart.

To be the words on his tongue.
To be the truth behind his wrongs. To be the vision in his eyes.
To be the Angel by his side.

To be alive because he exist.
Upon his lips, be carnal bliss.
To merge the innocent with the whore.
To be an adventure he explores.

To be the beauty in his hum.
To be the songs he plays for fun.
To be his below and his above.
To be his need. To be his meaning.

To be his Love.

Written by S.K.Jackson

I Don’t Want Reality To Lose My Religion

His music is sacred to my heart.

I don’t want reality to lose my religion.

I meditate on his creations everyday.

I don’t want my mind to lose my religion.

I don’t want what is sacred to be lost.

I won’t forsake his music at any cost.

In a world where love is hard to come across.

I don’t want reality to lose my religion.

I don’t want what I love to be lost.

Thinking on things that he said.
His words are sacred.

Dancing around in my head.
His words are sacred.

And I’ll be moving for him, to come and make me sacred.

And I’ll move only for him, so he will, make me sacred.

The sacrament’s his song, so I don’t want reality to lose my religion.

My lips and tongue rejoice, as they sing along.

I don’t want my mind to lose my religion.

My ears worship the sound as gospel.
My heart no longer feels hostile.

I don’t want what I love to be lost.

I don’t want to forsake my God.

Written by S.K.Jackson

Electric Enigma

There was a magnetic pull between her and him.
An electric charge that made no sense to them.
His carnal sin, mixed in a world, she felt too much in.
He had the glorious talent of breaking a girl’s heart.
She had the glorious talent of turning the pain in to Art.
Her feelings were lost inside his smart.
His feelings were hidden inside her dark.
To never really understand why fate made them see each other, in this world of many.
Because he was still there, with the ocean at his feet.
She, still stretching out, as optimism stayed out of reach.
Both creating from their souls and minds.
Both just standing by time, fighting every second.
Some common ground would exist, you might think.
But to each other,they are an enigma.

Written by S.K.Jackson

Angel Delight

She is Love’s vessel.
She is a poet at night.
She is a star in the universe.
She is Angel Delight.

She is Heaven’s heart.
She is pure in the sunlight.
She is lust holding the moon tight.
She is Angel Delight.

She is kind to those that suffer.
She is the backbone for her brothers.
She is a sisters and the worlds mother.
She is Angel Delight.

She is trust to those that doubt.
She is time to those that count.
She is truth to thoughts of flight.
She is Angel Delight.

She is desire.
She is hope.
She is obsession at God’s feet.

She is innocence.
She is hunger.
She is the taste of sweet.

She has eyes that light the dark.
A soul that creates sparks.
The protector of all hearts.
She is Angel Delight.

Written by S.K.Jackson

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