An Ode To Adorement
What once was, can be no more,
Not without the object of your
Adorement-gone, by your choosing.
Surely, it is you who are losing
The gift that was divinely proffered.
The heart once alive, now coffered
By fear that self-fulfills its own prophesy.
To live like this is your mind's heresy
To a heart that desires love's lifeblood.
Sadly, this allowance of fear's flood
Of steadfast foolishness is the cause.
When love beckons, even with all its flaws,
You must embrace it and never let it go;
When you feel it, you must always let it show.
-Maurice Harris,5 Decemer 2012
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The Destruction Of The Heart's Garrison Against Love (An Ode To A Beauty In Pain)
Only one other person knows how I feel right now;
That person is incommunicado, so I cannot ask how
She feels, nor would I dare, to draw comparison to me-
She guards her heart against love, with a garrison-to be
A defense-perhaps not realizing it is to her own heart's detriment;
She has found the mate for her soul, her perfect compliment
In me-yet blames her own fears on me, with misplaced animus;
However, one thing upon which she did not rely, is my animous
Toward an opinion which is the diametrically opposite view,
Namely: the opinion that fear alone dictates what she does now do;
This is indubitably not the way that it should be, for certain-
To embrace fear instead of love, to invite this ardor's curtain! ?
She chose love first, then retreated once it became too real-
Now what is she to do, when love is all she is really able, to feel! ?
-Maurice Harris,14 January 2012
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Love, In Spite Of Fear
I can love you in many ways and with much ardor,
But if you are too afraid to love me, it makes it that much harder;
With my love, I wish you the courage to love me, in spite of your fear-
With my love, I can pretend, in spite of miles, that you're near-
As near as my heart, always within arm's reach,
So that I may keep you safe-out of harm's reach!
It is entirely up to you whether to love me in return,
I do suspect, however, that you could very well learn,
If you listen to what your heart has told you;
Let the truth that only it may gift, mold you
And your actions, in spite of all your trepidation-
Embrace its presence, without a moment's hesitation.
Ask yourself: 'does this love meet all of my needs? ';
If so, follow this path wherever your heart leads,
No matter of fear, irrespective of impediment-
Love knows naught, but its own adorement!
Do not accept what I offer, because I offer it,
But do not give liberty to your heart, then coffer it
Out of fear, of something hitherto unknown-
Love is the only thing that you may give, but still own!
You may not truly love, until you do, without condition-
Until you have no excuses, fears, or contrition;
Do not announce it, unless it is all you may feel;
Do not say it, unless it is something you may not conceal!
Love is its own reward, it gives always more than it receives;
Love is always the truth, it enlightens, yet never deceives;
To benefit from it, you must not only acknowledge, but accept it!
Nothing is so altruistic and benevolent, except it
Also gives life to all other positive emotions;
To truly embrace it, you need to dispense with all negative emotions!
It does not apologize for its perceived inconvenience,
Nor will it allow a simple, nonchalant acquiescence-
It demands a committed and resolute presence;
Love is enigmatic and e'er-powerful, yet this is its essence!
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Your God Is Fear
Your god is fear
That all you are
Is all there is
Your god is fear
And nothing more
Of all of this
Your god is fear
Been and gone
in the blink of an eye
Fear of ever breathing
Fear of ever leaving
Fear of ever changing
Forever, for now
Your god is fear
Your god is fear
Your god is fear
Your god is fear
That all you are
Is all there is
Your god is fear
Of nothing more
Than all of this
Your god is fear
Been and gone
In the blink of an eye
Fear of ever choosing it
Fear of ever losing it
Fear of ever playing
Forever, for now
Your god is fear
Your god is fear
Your god is fear
Just for a moment
Feel it inside
Feel it alive
Feel your desire
Feel it catch fire
Feel it inspire
How all you are
Is all there is
Nothing ever moves
In anything
Open your mind
Step out of time
Let yourself die
And your god is
Your god is
Your god...
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Abigail (3 March 2010)
One day I shall share, what was not my volition-
I shall do this without any form of contrition;
My lacking for you is not of my own choosing-
In this circumstance, it is all who are losing!
Like the valiant Knight,
Who, disregards fear or fright,
I shall keep your concern, foremost-
In my thoughts e'er-my mind, your grace's host!
Today, the world celebrates your birth;
Always art thou causal, my magnificent mirth-
My elation, though now fiercely coffered,
Whence we are prime, shall be fastly offered!
Though on this day I am not within your sight,
You are foremost in my thoughts, each and every night!
Maurice Harris,3 March 2010
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Your Voice
Your voice, as if Angels ariose-a melodious tune:
What I would not do still to have that back soon!
Your eyes, as if diamonds, the most brilliant shade of blue:
Clearly allowance is made to descry to the heart of you!
Your smile, as if a white snow-blindingly brilliant:
Ubiquitous and beguiling-unwavering and resilient!
Your heart, as if a vessel of unending emotion:
Surely it should feel my steadfast devotion!
Your spirit, as if born were you to bless
All other with your beauty and kindness!
Your mind, as if an infinite repository:
Alas, there is held the sharing of our glory!
Love thee do I, for these and myriad reasons,
Shall I ever more, with the passing of the seasons!
Maurice Harris,25 October 2008
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Suddenly
Suddenly, I have eyes that now may see;
That which I never fathomed before, now may be;
Suddenly, I have ears that now may hear,
Which call me toward you, without any form of fear;
Suddenly, I have a heart, no longer coffered-
That longs for the love, you long ago offered.
Suddenly, I have a soul that needs for its mate,
Which embraces the exaltation she does create.
Suddenly, my mind is unafeared, and in accord;
Any further resisitance is something I cannot afford;
Suddenly, mere sight of your visage takes my breath away-
Thought of a life lived with your grace keeps death away!
Suddenly, I am a humble appreciant, and in awe
Of the love I feel in my heart, which has not, a flaw!
-Maurice Harris,15 August 2011
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Thank You
Thank you, for your adoration, and for acceptance of that which I have for you;
Remember-I have no choice, but for to love you is what I have to do!
I trust that you know well, my sentiment-
Words are no longer needed, though compliment
My heart's silent, soul-inspiring symphony;
We together, are far more, than alone we
Could ever hope to be-I know this
Because, I have dreamt of same and they show this!
Thank you, for being both my reality and my aspiration-
For serving as a role model, heroine, and inspiration.
My divinely-inspired somniation shall meet with verity-
As time wends, the prophesy of my ardor's faith, meets more, with clarity.
The more I know, the more I want to know:
Wherever our future may lead, this is surely where I want to go!
-Maurice Harris,15 November 2010
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To Me, A Mystery
In some ways you choose to remain, to me, a mystery-
Wonder do I at thought of such: 'why...what for? '
Alas, the more I know about you-I love you more!
Know do I too, not is it I you fear, but your pain's 'history'!
You must know this though my bonnie lass:
Nary can cause repeat of hurt for you, being my cause-
Thought surely of my requited love enough to give pause!
In return, I offer you stewardship of my heart, made of glass!
Replete am I, heart and soul, with you in my embrace-
Harm shall ne'er come to you as long as I am alive,
To be the Prince worthy of my Princess, is what for I shall strive:
Wanton of naught in return, but witness to your grace!
The fates surely have been kind to me in their erudition:
To recompense their faith in us, I shall make my life's mission!
Maurice Harris,16 November 2008
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Imagine A World...
Imagine a world-one like you've given to me,
Where you are too afeared to be all you've striven to be:
A world where fear of an implausible future event
Becomes more important than our erstwhile love-Heaven sent,
Both in literal and figurative terms-your dream's fruition;
The complete embodiment of your life's ambition:
To find a mate for your incomparably beautiful soul-
This is what you have allowed to wither-what fear stole
From both you and me, on that fateful day before Christmas last.
You will never find this love again if you keep living in the past,
You protect yourself by pretending that it was never real,
Yet, only we two know how it is that you truly feel-
Even now, as I scribe these poignant words as tribute
To a love that naught may replace-a conviction made more resolute
With the passage of time and space from this love's loss.
You promised me that you would never again cross
The heart of mine, that loves you most completely-
Yet you betrayed both of them since that day, most repletely
And tragically, with your choice to shutter with fear.
My heart's ardor is surely real, and lives right here,
Waiting for its inspiration to appear once again:
I shall never again truly love until then.
This choice is not, and has never been, mine-
Will you continue to ignore your own, and further confine
Yourself to the mediocrity of what you allowed to be,
Or will you embrace the love you once avowed, to be! ?
You possess no basis in your fear's reality toward me,
So, why not stop looking back-look forward, to be
All that He wants for you-all that we may provide, together.
You once were so very sure-why not again decide to never
Again cede to fear, but only to love as only I know you can! ?
Fear only leads to loneliness-the heart's tragic isolation
From the one mate that provides it with inspiration:
To accept fear's determination is to ban
The heart's capacity for love, and accept mediocrity;
The human heart is made to love, anything else is hypocrisy!
I may only proffer words of advice, not make decisions for you,
And merely offer same because, despite it all, I adore you
And wish the best for you-yet, I know it must include me;
Therefore, for both selfish and altruistic reasons, I conclude, we
Must both try as hard as we may, to live for the future, not what 'was';
I can not help how it is that I feel about you, not because
Of what we once had, but because of what I know we may-
In a future where the past is left to 'lie'-
Otherwise, we will both leave 'true love', to die.
-Maurice Harris,8 June 2012
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Fear (A Note To Self)
Fear-a corruption of logic, reason and ration-
Enemy of the mind's progress and the heart's passion;
Gratefully, this scourge too, has a most-powerful cure-
Courage-courage drowns fear and ceases its lure!
Fret not matters where there exists not, reason, nor rhyme-
Look inward, to the magic of your heart's most-inspired time;
Fate's intervention was to hasten calm-all else, it simply banishes;
Listen to this exhortation, lest the true you wither, then simply vanishes!
Should fear's apparition present, or its specter, loom near-
Over and over, in your mind's ear, shout: 'fear lives not here! ';
Patience too, may be a powerful measure against dread's hold-
As time wends, your mind shall marry with what I have foretold!
I am the wind of abiding truth, steadfast love, and most-prescient glory-
Fear me not-for I lovingly endeavor, to recite your heart's untold story!
Maurice Harris,17 June 2010
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Love, Redux
It does no good to hide it any longer,
Your resistance has weakened as love has gotten stronger.
The love, long-coffered, is again as was before-
The amorous ocular surely does see more
When unafeared to look further in its direction.
Fret not, my beloved, love's acceptance also offers its protection.
You must accept that your resistance is futile-
You may be able to coffer your ardor for a while,
But, sooner or later, love catches up to you;
Its puissant presence overcomes you-then what are you to do! ! ?
You set it free and it returned, you need no longer, chase it;
Embrace this love; do not deceive yourself, embrace it!
It cannot be made to disappear-you may not efface it-
This is your 'once in a lifetime', you may not replace it!
-Maurice Harris,4 September 2011
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Our Love, Stronger Than Any Fear
Do you know how lucky you are? Had you been any other,
I say this not merely because you are my children's Mother!
You have shown me though, all I need to see,
I have loved you as I have no other, you too, for me!
You are the love of my life, I need not anything else;
You give me a elevated sense of mine own self!
Love me as you used to and I shall no longer perturbed-
Love me now, as then-as though our love, left undisturbed!
Fear away fear, leave her be-you've no longer a place!
No longer do you hold court over her actions, her mind!
You have left her surely-she has left you behind!
No longer may you, our love, away, chase!
Our love is stronger, still, than is any fear;
My love, with me, whether I am there, or here!
Maurice Harris,20 March 2008
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My Faith's Reward
I am bereft of word-my heart, simply overflowing;
I have too much adoration possible for showing
You the whole of my heart, nor surely, all of its glory-
The miracle to be our life, but the genesis of our story!
All in nature, so very much beauteous, yet abiding,
Must marvel at the beautificence that surely is residing
In all you do, all you are-sikerly, all those you bless-
Not is there a ceasing of admire, nor means to suppress
The love I have for thee, nor my soul's celebration-
Each day hence, revel I shall in this accretive jubilation!
My heart now rejoices at life's simplest of moments,
This too owing yet, to the power of my adorement!
This bemusing beatitude, ne'er rivaled before certainly-
Yet, as each day passes to the morrow, be it e'er more gainly!
Maurice Harris,5 November 2009
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My Beloved
My beloved, if but only you could see,
The depths of my heart's glorious emotion:
More vast surely than the largest ocean
It is my compass, leading me to thee!
Need not any to explicate my feelings, myriad-
Kizmet proffered you, for my life's love
Surely, my Angel you are, from above:
This is truth, sans even petty doubt-period!
Replete am I, with thee by mine own side,
Walking through life together, I for you, you for me-
Nary could I contemplate that it could even be,
Alas, we are here for each to love and to guide!
If peer you could, you would surely my heart's depth,
No longer proprietor of such, for by you it is kept!
Maurice Harris,10 March 2009
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Pride Robs Faith
If you are not careful, Pride may rob you of Faith-
And what was once beauteous, may become again, a wraith!
This is a lesson that God, not I, does teach-
I merely exhort you to listen, -your heart's attention I do beseech!
Do not allow that Pride may rob you of that for which you aspired-
Nor, rob you of the life and love, that you have always desired!
Pride is surely one of the Seven Deadly Sins-
Yet, the lesson is not over because this knowledge begins
To settle into the fabric of your life-
Nor, will it, by the Glorious Day, I make you my Wife-
No, no Beloved-it's a lesson Heavenly Father teaches over a lifetime;
I gift you now: both the Glory and the Rhyme
Of mine own heart, in aid to Him, in this regard;
Embrace this ardor, this love, you once threatened to discard!
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
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Ah, Summer
Ah, Summer; the last season of my discontent,
The last days of my forced internment-
May they be cloudless and temperate,
To mirror the desires of my heart, as I figure it
Is sure to be many a moon, where
I fear not the spectre of this gloom's stare.
Surely there are brighter days ahead;
Surely, the abject fear and darkness are dead!
May the Sun shine again, in my direction;
May it offer the aegis of its protection.
Should there be rains, let them nourish, not drown;
Should there be clouds, let them lift me up, not weigh me down.
Ah, Summer; with its end comes my rebirth;
Then I shall know again, what freedom is worth!
-Maurice Harris,27 June 2011
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An Ode To A Fallen, Afeared Angel
Your fears are now internal, meaning only you;
You have reached out to me, what am I to do?
As irrational as your actions may be, I will understand-
And shall do exactly as the REAL you would command;
I merely NEED to know WHAT to do,
And for how long, so that YOU
Are no longer irrationally afeared-
Even IF the entire world, but I, believed it weird!
I know I CAN and WILL do all of this-
And, that YOU, in your own time, NEED pursue all of this-
THIS Amazing, True, Real, and Inspiring
Dream that WE have, that WE have been e'er desiring!
THIS Dream we have that has come to Wondrous fruition,
All at once, and in spite of any Earthly man's intuition!
Why would you ask me again, about your erstwhile mate, and his real name? !
The answer lies in the fact that it is what HE was that scares YOU-what a shame
It is that I am now subject to punishment and feigned hate because of same!
It is this feigned hatred toward me, without reason, that is to blame
For all of your angst, not anything that I have ever done!
The only thing I have ever asked, and that you have ever won,
Is my undying, unconditional love-THAT is all I have ever offered;
Yet, sadly, out of some inexplicable self-loathing, you have coffered
Your own fragile heart, from the ONLY man that has EVER proffered
THIS answered Prayer to you; at every attempt I make for same, that is re-offered
TO YOU, you find yet another excuse to NOT embrace it, without explanation;
THIS self-sabotage defies any reasoned attempt at explication,
And saddens me a very great deal, because the only lady I have ever love, Truly-
Has subjected herself to such victimization, and has so cruelly
Perpetrated such a grievous wrong unto herself, that it makes MY heart ache!
DO NOT Beloved, for YOUR True Hopes and Dreams, this decision, make!
-Maurice Harris,9 February 2012
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Abiding Love's Quintessence
I am the very air that you respire;
The form your visions take, whence you aspire
To heights more lofty than you hitherto thought;
I am the vulnerability that you long-fought-
Against the relinquishment of your heart-
The fear and loathing of the imminent impart
Of true love for another, lest a future not fully known;
I am your heart's shadow, to ensure you are never alone.
I am the beauty you now hear in a beautiful song,
The new-found solace of your soul, there all along;
I am the quietude you feel, that tumult belies-
The solution to your heart's steadfast refusal to compromise;
You are more than welcome to truly make my acquaintance, -
You seek abiding, unconditional love-I am its quintessence!
-Maurice Harris,30 March 2011
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With The Help Of Time's Clarity
No matter what you do, or what you say,
You cannot undo the damage, nor delay
The inevitable-namely, that you are a liar, and shall be-
Until you stop lying to yourself, the world, and to me!
This, the fatal flaw in what I once saw as near-perfection,
You went from being true to your heart, to its neglect, when
You chose fear and deceit over love and verity-
Perhaps this will become your reality too, with time's clarity!
How could you turn and then walk away
From the greatest thing that ever happened to you! ?
That was not it though, you chose to betray
Me, when I asked you 'why? '-yet, what was I to do?
This temporary fear that overcame you, was not of my making-
Just as it is not just my heart that you are breaking!
-Maurice Harris,1 March 2012
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The Heart, Given
If you have not given your heart,
There is no one who may break it;
If you do not allow its depart,
You ensure no one may take it!
Yet, if this is your true posit, firm
You will ne'er see your heart's glory;
Only will your stance then wholly affirm
The path that is inherent in your story!
You will surely fulfill your own prophesy,
Though should you want for your due felicity
You must do yourself this one courtesy-
Love someone, brilliant in its simplicity!
Alloweth yourself to be loved as well-
Your happiness, this only, shall foretell!
Maurice Harris,21 October 2009
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