Coming Alive

You breathe the life into my soul
one kiss I claim
to make me whole
in lover's flame.

My heart returned to love you so
with passion's ways
to make me glow
and seize the days.

Repaired the heart of broken toy
a simple gift
no longer coy
my darkness lift

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.

The Flowers of Darkness

As dusk descends oblations bloom
In sacred room.
To gods of night,
For their delight.

The sweetest scents illuminate
The holy state
For us to see
The path to thee.

The flowers guide the Pagan child
With spirit wild
By lunar light
In sacred flight.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.