Sepia Sunset 

Sepia Sunset
By K.O.Reuben
Copyright © by K.O.Reuben
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For Atalanti who reminds me of the brave and beautiful archer myth, Atalanta.
Enough

You are more than I can ever want
Exactly what I need
More than enough my love
You are more than enough

The hunter hunts the belly-craved prey
Deadly predator looks to constantly slay
To obtain and acquire a trophy on his wall
He hunts for himself the green and blue ball

But you are more than I can ever want
Exactly what I need
More than enough my love
You are more than enough

Wandering eyes, blindness to the oh so weak heart
Wandering rich affections and poor love is torn apart
Savage desire chase the herd of reveries in vain
The chase leaves desire wounded and dreams slain

But you are more than I can ever want
Exactly what I need
More than enough my love
You are more than enough for me.

The Archer

You walked out of my dream into reality, wrapped in a nightmare of nakedness. Let me cover you with my love. Not my love. His love. Ours.

if you are to walk and breathe poetry my dear,elegant eloquence that you are,be poetry beyond expectation and challenge to change for good.

You look at me as though I spoke words foreign-poetry course through this veins common-pondering what be btw u an I- as we lay, love an lie.

God is great, I am small/ saving me always even when I fall/ God is kind taking away my pain/ even though I hold it for love in vain.

You've seen letters fall from my eyes, and those pools shimmer in skies, looking above, always imploring above. Poems for my author.

You are the archer, young, bold and beautiful in every way/ you have fired not a single arrow but my heart you unknowingly slay/

Uncompromising yet gentle, beyond cliche and sour definition/yet, a barrier emerges thanks to a damning premonition

I have loved too soon, too fast and for nought did I invest my all/ this banker has gambled, lost and been left to grovel at a crawl

I tried building a Babbel upon our loving hopeful shoulders/ but history shows the giants' we tread upon lost and are still our olders/


You know the music that plays, you wrote it somehow/i know the walk I must walk and so take my bow/

This is not a goodbye, I'm simply loving from afar/ lay not on me your loving imploring eyes so my heart will not scar/

I go so long without love that I know not what it is any longer/ then drawing close to you love reveals itself ever so fonder/

Though free will abides between pain and passion I am being forced to chose/ as the blood battle within rages either choice demands I lose/

To pleasure seek? No. seeking pleasure not/content after counting love I've got/ to live for today under death' brow/No.I live in christ now


Orchestras playing loudly conducted by mr excited emotion/flawed by the idea of loving you, a very powerful notion

And all our teeth fall out because our love is all too sweet/but our love' enemies years from now will be at our feet/

Getting right the art of showing you love may be the biggest challenge to date/but by God I'll try though I am barred and blinded by fate/

I write not because of fame, the foulest of any hunger/I write to open your heart so I alone may plunder/

I'm not a pirate but your golden heart I do intend to steal/its the only thing in this counterfeit world that's real/

And the more my mind thinks upon you the more I seem to write/ I must move your love from this occupied heart site/

How unfair it is if You paint the evening sky with such art/i want to share this with you my dear lest we part/

Mourning before a funeral has arisen, curse of the prophet in love/ so whilst in my hands, and alive, I will love you my dove/

Violently apart this heart is tearing/the burden of my dedicated love-bearing/the clock ticking, must/invest please in whom I trust/

Even in my silence your song rings loud in my head/whispers of love go unsaid/my eyes peer into infinity/you're a halo short of divinity

Now our final chapter is in lovelorn blood, written/our goodbyes full of wishes and desire-we are smitten

And so it is a farewell to hopeful seeds sown/sadness instead of love is now grown

A long goodbye to a reverie wrapped in a rueful riddle/a brief hello to that feeling of my heart tearing from the middle

Hello to the profound parallel of living for life whilst wanting to die/goodbye to the profound falsehood of the 'romantic ending' lie

Your bow is flexed, your slender angelic hands steady/my heart fails before it is pierced- for your love I was not ready/

Your vigilant eyes survey my progress, but I am none the wiser/ you admire me the last of my kind, born survivor/

The wind runs its hands through your hair but you are unperturbed/my proud chest receives a thunderbolt of an arrow not undeserved/

My romantic galloping is brought to an agonising bloody halt/the pain within i more than just consult/

I raise a bloody hand and run it through her hair and cup her face/ I am given a moment to cherish her presence-a minor grace/

The ground embraces me and my pain is now no longer/away from those fearless eyes and enchanting fragrance I am stronger/

The arrow through my heart I pull out for nature to see/despite being drawn to you I am free/

Before me you fly away into the sky in an unlikely retreat/ but our love is one whose parameters we'll always meet/

I pick up your bow unflinching,glimpse you passing through a cloud and fire/you tumble elegantly landing in my arms, my archer and desire/

My amorous archer, let us hunt dreams and stars together/let us be arrows propelled by the hand of The Archer forever/