Burgeoning Writer, [lazy] Capoeirista, Expat, and Lover of all things beautiful, including my emotionally manipulative canine, Augustus. www.thedeprevation.com

bring me
more
of them sweet rain drops,
the ones that slip
through branch
and leaf
with naive &
bumbling grace,
like children
rolling gleefully
down
hills of grassy green.

i call for the tempest
in all her wildness,
and for skies
so deep in grey,
that Moon feels welcome
to slip in and play.

In this welcome calamity,
on my knees I sing,
for the hope
of a rainbow:
Gaia’s dream.

so,
please,
kiss me
again,
like you used to do,
and lets light the bright
with a magic so
fresh
and new.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on January 4, 2022.

ensorcelled
by Dawn’s sweet calm;

enraptured
by Dusk’s fiercely muted roar,

i find myself here alone,
with you
never to be found.

the very air sizzles
in between the errant
glide of silken miracles,
and the halting flow of
anticipation and
wonder.

a billion
tiny stars
exploding
all ‘round
in a cacophony unexpected:
lights and smells dancing wild
and chaotic,
soothed only by a soul’s touch.

stimulated to the edge of ecstasy,
the beauty overwhelms,
but, my love,
please,
drink it all,
deeply and sinfully,
drink it all, and
seek nothing other
than that original bliss.

a realm of knowing,
infused with love
and the infinite of
possibility.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on November 1, 2021.

sliding
back
into simpler times
when hopes
&
cares were
one and the same. and
i
see
u
standing there waiting

so i warn you of the coming storm, and
you smile,
in that way that you do,
reciting fables,
as you tell me to shoo.

my light
shines brighter
in the shadow you cast,
yet still you bask adoringly
in the brilliance of my love
for you.

always
you.

the storm approaches.

and so we dance
as wildflowers do.

under the midnight sky.
we dance:
twin fires
scorched by the wonder of the other,
sinking into
forbidden delights;

true souls lost
to
the bliss
of an existence forgot.

How could we know
the power
we wield?
we are young,
we are eternal,

we are.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on October 29, 2021.

sun pierced mist
overwhelms my doubt,
and again,
life
finds a way
into my heart.

and I encounter dreams,
lost and entangled
in this ether of hope,
and they brush
so gentle
and seductive across
my being.

and your lips,
wet in anticipation
of my kiss,
taste of destiny

and a love foregone.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on July 2, 2021.

plans beget
plans, and
once unravelled,
beget more and more…

what joys await
this destined fate?

what challenges will I meet
and surpass
in a single a heartbeat?

what may come
may never arrive
for fate is something for me to contrive.

so come what will
and come what may,
I’ve not yet had my fill,
I am ready to play.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on June 30, 2021.

blazing faint
on cool moonlit night,
love flees the divine:

the infinite pleasures
and passions
spun from a bond
everlasting
terrify the mediocre,
and other pretenders
to Truth.

burn with me Soulchild,
burn,
until the end.

let sin be the tinder;
let our souls fuel our flame.
let us devour this world whole,
or drown it
in glory.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on June 23, 2021.

languid decadence awaits,
filling
hot humid days which
slip
softly
into sultry nights, and
we lose
ourselves to a yearning
and desire.
sweating,
and whetting our
divine fire.

sweet lover,
let us sin again,
and again, and
again.
let’s set flame to this summer
for,
there shall be no other.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on June 20, 2021.

burnt bridges
&
busted brooms

swept under
to fill the void,
along with the broken dreams
we never lost.
flights of fancy
dashed
mercifully
upon the truths of the past.

presents earned;
presence lost, only the
illusion remains
untouched.

clearing the ashes
by hand.

and so once again
we begin.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on June 1, 2021.

sail with me,
like a heart on the wind,
anchored by butterflies, and hope, and impossible dreams.
flying so high
so homeless, and
so free.

we have nothing but today.
but I’ll love you tomorrow,

till the end of time.

passion may find you
& fear will protect you.

but a life lived grandly
will always
save you.

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Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on May 31, 2021.

Ray DeSouza

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