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prismatic beings
legs crossed i lay, deep in prayer
as i enter her domicile pyramid prism with a rainbow flash
headspace filled with subsequent intrinsic peace and peachy afterglow, washing out wrath
sifting through the banks of her mind, i produce schisms, and visually metaphysical visions
visualization techniques split at the ream leaving a colorful flurry
scurrying across triangular entropy into ...
Saturday 7th September 2019 6:55 am
second wind
My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share
two halves of a heart
you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats
bounce off the walls.
we jump up and down hand in hand
your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around
sound mind when your whisper incites a riot
the night is charged, god particles in the air.
our souls dance...
Friday 30th August 2019 4:12 am
Drawn together
Drawn together, by god's hand
canvas weathered, with black clouds on foreign land
placed on parchment in the darkness
the line is thin from me to you, each other's mind paint the others dreamscape
drawn to you, the flip book of life brings us ever closer as every moment pass
each page bookmarked and in immediate view, I pray always my spine hold from the load placed on you
on the margin ...
Sunday 23rd June 2019 2:09 am
I strive to be a part of the hive
The queen bee is the light of my eye, the spark of spark divine.
Her frequency speaks to me, peacefully, decency well balanced in her machinery
I drone out the static, feel the hum of her words
I strive to be part of the hive, so what's mine is hers
I step out to amass my bouqet prize
by her side, in line we all move in unison but i see her eyes meet mine, and they drag my min...
Thursday 20th June 2019 12:01 am
Atypical ascension
Roses in bloom as i scale the stairs from my tomb
I've been away a long time,but the sweet scent of morning dew brings me closer to you
Felt like the fall from heaven was endless
but our hands met when you picked me up, foreign land for both of us but you never lost your gentle touch
I wake up and send praise to the gods, the woman of my dreams persists into my arms
she p...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 10:46 pm
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