Hereafter...

Мальвина Копман 24
You are The One.
Identified.
My Twin,
The double facet Gem,
Relinked through SUMMIT of All My Paths,
All heartbeat's precious spins
And whispers, with it's reference to sins...

We are Twin-Souls...
"The closure-runners"...
Summoned...

From "A to Z",
Superior perspective,
Both waking up to dreams and nurse ideas...
And dance till Dawn...
We're - mirror like - reflective...
...Tale travelers...

So called - Collective Divas...

We greet New day.. New Me.. New life.. New tears...
Both breath with passions, nesting routes in mind...
Both fly in doubts with style
Towards "no fears",
Inventing High End Fassion and Design...

Prevailing, sway, initiating goals...
We screen the memories, outlaying grip...
Seal prose and verse...
And mediate through faults...
Conducting Exclusivity Pre-fall
First sneak...
Slick... Sheik...
Meditate deep...
With no rest, nor sleep...

Able to capture
In dust
Gold...

...Mould, unveiling the staircase
From the untold...

Tasting the rare wine
Twelve years old.. Fine..

Glass is half full...
"Not in the mood" mode...
Nerve wracking slew
Crashing My thought...
Sought revelations...
Spark
Nods between clause...
Slashing My throat...
Stuck...
Starved to de-code...

Void..
And avoid..
Exhaust
Blurred..

When Our best is not good enough anymore...
When Our worst has the power to plea.. Roar...
Poor Both of Us done...
 At cost...
With no score...
Fading...
Unable to function at most...
What for... Sore for so long...

To belong...

Though,
The buzz in the air - is unknown,
Prescriptively aiming the New born...
It clays
For to feel... Realise... Comprehend...
Pray,
Looking up nearby at the flag's reign,
Eliminating delays...

For to regain...

... On behalf of My Love
Magically glides clay
For to rise in an instant
Above
In Sight claim...

Voting to stay...
Re-draw
With refreshing, conspiring
New detour

From emotional dept
In it's Future re-call
To the comfort,
Somewhere, where We left off...
Gut-enough...
In it's glory, embraced past...

For to last...
In it's trust
In My core...
For to reach... Reignite
The Twin-Souls...

Both of Us could of done more...
Stand tall...

.. Concidering, mind's blowing wind - is unfair...
Blinding and, knowingly testing the vision,
It's Virtue conscripting, perspiring flair
Affecting upon very precise collision...

For various reasons...

Pre-painting in grey..
Multiply in affair
And rain.. Every day
Collecting in vein...

Bound.. Lifting above the ground
Again...
Rhyming through blackish lens
Via inflamed blame...
Remains...

Tickling,
Enticing essential pleasures...
Blending the tastiest
Over the top treasures..
Measuring cup-casual flavours
In favour..
With Love and Labour...
In need for emergency rest
Within request...

Domineering in pure luxury fly...
Damaging wings...
Kissing the sky

On Your knees...
Detoxifying all levels of expertise...

In custody later...
Thus cry...

But We stand by...

Try.. Sigh.. Apply... Re-apply...
Reserved on a Silver Platter,
As if it does not matter...

When We could be the Greatest
Divine...

... Nevertheless,
Time stays still...
All there is - blessed
In GOD's Will...

Who knows, what was at presence..
Weathering cause.. Re-distributing sadness...
Surfing the wrong wave...
Manly rotating...
Leaving on bail... Forsake...
Litigating...
Mining limitless depth... Grasping blood pressure...
Pre-deploying the hurt in high speed session...
Making it's own way...
In remake...
At stake...

Departing throughout and among suppression...
Surging beneath and beyond discretion...
Shattering with apprehension...
Raid.. Share aid.. Bait
In admiration...
Determine infrequent crossover
From thriving over...
In need to be needed...
For to be saved...

Raining on My parade..

Rolling Stones in the background
Played...
Sharing notes, carved into words
With the crowd...
Here and there
Driven
Proud...

Drifted in clouds...
Drafting the craft...

"I dare You" - shall be their New record
With inquiry soundtrack to relive echo...
To retrieve bids... Dive in each second,
Wrapped in surround sound,
Making the effort...

The inclusion upon
Seclusion
Clear illusion...

Therefore,
By taking the very first step,
Necessity takes poise...
Prep...
Re-entering... Opening a New page..
Stunned by the New Moon
On My lap
Staged...

New door... New map...
Restored at ease...
But, like never before,
Zooming on gap
Decreased...
Reimbursed
Higher level
To Higer
To much more

For to upgrade bliss...

Unleashing the hue
Of New Me, New You,
Teen-Queens...
Winning hands down...
Dressed in ball gowns...
Leaning on Hope, Piece,
Oneness missed..

It is so clear...
So fragile...
So near...

You are the reason
I am here...

... Shall the letter rich My unborn...
Broken.. Tired of being torn...


******* Part 8, from the book "Archives of the Silence",
Written by Malvina Kopman.


Inspiration: movie "Hereafter", starring Matt Damon.