Justice For Eros, Ourselves
By R. Cary
Only living to reach our highest voice of deliverance arousing sensuality
Of closeness as our aesthetics of destiny pursue its voice of justice
We give to this earth; in this journey, truth of justice, justice of ourselves,
Justice of others as definitions through our actions of higher morality
Deserving our willed consciousness elevating heated perceptions
Into fluid constructs molded when challenges erupt into our momentum
We walk the path of human dignity as our ultimate cause sharing momentous
Struggles as caressing touches only to be soothed with sensuality
Of our stories, our truths, our journeys as stories of living perceptions
Knowing the truth of each as we give humanity’s experience of justice
Of infinity on this earth knowing when we ravage our pain morality
Only grows to a sculpture rising to meet heaven's cause towards ourselves
Our lives that this journey is ours and it is ours to take, within ourselves
We will live as the mighty us, by our wings we grace the crevices of momentum
Knowing Elysium is by our side guiding so no human will fail in morality;
Zofloya in their ear, the petulance of a fallen soul devoured in sensual
Acts of kindness we show, to ourselves, to humanity as we live in justice’s
Pursuit of reaching this burden of iron eros, our hearts final perception
Justice of dignity we will carry every step in our lives; in our perceptions
We have become the guardians of this iron gate, as sanctuary of ourselves
Shielding our frailty's wilting our fears into congregations of pure human justice;
Destiny, the truth of who we are now, the purpose of this momentum
We have learned, we will carry in all our lives, as we surrender to sensual
Bonded eros, as your common purpose, destined to acts of morality
Of our hearts and minds; vigilance to enfold sheathing textures of morality;
Vengeful fortitude soaking in our defeated decadence upholding perceptual
Dignity in our conquered state when the void reaches upon our sensuality
Grasping our purpose seeking the death of our fallen lost souls, ourselves
I look to those near to me, those who have never left my side, my momentum
My muses of; my two religions of this earth and the next; in us justice
Upon our lives; only in this world of eros, a togetherness bonded to our justice
Will seek only higher, in this graceful moment, this occasion building momentum
To bridge this iron seeking atlas higher to reach the truth of our lives, morals,
The passion of being humans of art defining our place in our world’s perceptions
As we always were the angels of our muses, our own stories of ourselves
Is the truth of our lives, through the closeness of our bonds, in our sensuality
Bonded to us through arrival on this earth, a gift of sensuality
Flowing as grace into challenges sculpting dignity defining our justice;
Eros as truth of choice caresses through serenity our highest selves
Our highest resolve accepted as truth as we continue to learn morality
As the molten pursues our strength to deliver divinity’s perceptions
Exacts in moments of design, is the truth to define as momentum
Meets the creation of our bond when tenacity lights the momentous
Salvation molded through willed acts we enact breathing our sensuality;
Validation as we seek to construct this iron bridge of faithful perceptions
The only choice we know to make, as we learn to love, choice of justice
The path of the iron born, and we will let this mountain of iron’s morals
Flow, looking only and now, towards ourselves, who we are, ourselves
Forever and now, I encompass the brutality of this mountain of us
Humans of faith hunting to heal our design, from the molten momentum
Of ashes of this life’s earth serenity will flourish as my guided morality
Dignifying up high once again furthering gritted determination in sensuality
Solidifying our core bearing to forbear the absence of this life; justice,
Its painful destiny deriving its conjuring of humanity's own perceptions
Destined to deliver our shields of our eternal selves as this life’s perceptions
Feels our human wrath molded from our once fallen selves, as ourselves
An angel's muse, lost into our souls, we, through this requiem of justice
Our symposium through the bonded goodness of traversing or momentum
In pursuit of atlas of higher has arrived, as our journey into sensuality
Burgeoning from beneath the cadence listening into our soul's morality
Gracing the heavens above upon this earth; we grasp, we claw to morality
Serving ourselves into the history of truth, guiding the falling into our perceptions
To listen to our hearts of purposeful morality atoning the darkness into sensuality
Healing the fractures of our lives, as we will only rise, in pursuit of ourselves
In destiny always on our side, we will always listen, we will always be momentum
Loving ourselves, illuminating our eternity in the flowing of heaven’s justice
Descending, raising our mighty light as dignity, faith, our virtues of justice
Our own muses of human courage and strength, the hunters of morality
Our own determination to bridge this journey for all to follow, in our momentum
To cross into the path of the good, as phoenix's give rise to our perceptions
All who will be born of their ashes, all who are like me, like you, ourselves
Living in brutality of human warfare loving only to forgive our sins in sensuality
Eros guides us through all our flaws, bonded in our journey through sensuality
Our journey of goodness too strong, our mighty army lighting creation of ourselves
Guiding molded aesthetics into our destined deliverance of our heart's perceptions
Bonded in the molten dignity of this iron bridge risen from the ashes, our perceptions
Faith in dignity reaches the mountain of atlas higher as we begin to thank ourselves
In our bond, our acts of kindness and compassion, as we follow eros to human sensuality
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Justice For EROS, Ourselves
By R. Cary
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