Can I have a penny for your thoughts to help me change mine? Mind racing every quarter of the time with you. A true sense of sensitive sentences sentenced and collected in cents. Hence I refrain to doll her up when she is her own, royalty, a queen. Dream made as the scenery of green
Don’t believe in love at first sight or far stretched out fairytales of love anymore. Vision obscured by limits or desires invested to blur perceptions of what’s true. Fantasies enticing men and women to dream dreams with no vivid reality to hold. Sweeping blissful ecstasy enveloping senses to derail the judgment bestowed. The death of
Radiating echo, vibrating through the sweet aroma of life exhaled. Catching rough, sour thoughts blurred into repugnant memories as breaths inhale. Senses sensed through sensual sessions, scents of cents to remember the change. Wily tales spun but found at a lost state in pieces of mind. Pictured procedures producing parallel paradoxes past present preceding, postponed
Bury me in a world of empty silence and it shall echo a resounding peace. Never wavering joy of unmatched darkness. Pulling depth to see an endless abyss caught by our gaze. Such space and time in infinite hold. The ever awaiting welcome, o death
I’ve wanted to touch the ocean of stars. My dream was made a reality when I looked into your eyes. Light flickering upon the gems in reflection as you hold my gaze. Take me through space and time to worlds never seen or imagined. Year’s stretched as we explore the endless orbit of love. Race
Mountains rage through clouded storms. Forming deep in rivers ever flowing. Growing to find touches of illuminating strength. Tides of ever-changing embrace. Rising to meet new creation.
Spending hours passing times endless counts drawn in by anxious minds racing to meet the end. Breathe. Catch the warm air filling lungs as it hooks you to life’s intoxication where we begin to rise by day and rest in nights embrace. Breathe. Let the emotions of thoughts touch you as the wind brushing against
I’m a glitch in the system. Lo-fi vibes with art emanating from poetic diction. Poetry in motion with flowing emotions. Creating and bringing unparalleled vision, unseen, blurred in focus. Allowing gravity to fall as I rest amongst stars, a quasar. A quarter to find the existence of life beyond mars. Wars faced, changing in the