the sun is in your soul.
Women move through the air as if they are rain drops of gold. Awaiting a worthy landing on your nose.
I can see you dancing, she moves as though she's being constantly loved, by nothing heavy, to hold her down, only above.
Self to self comes straight from the chest.
no matter what, it's felt. Physical rivers of light.
Yes. I've made you my guest.
Sitting on my loveseat before I let you in the door.
We have appeared
Recording the endeared
Splendid mess of yet.
Whatever you are thinking. Do it now.
Clasping vessel
Magnificent metal
Stargazer lies space side up,
He goes to the basement of his doubts, keeps reaching down.
If you saw what I see there's no place to land, deep sea seeping.
Shard of glass, smudging clarity in the air, mind awakens with words and pressure.
The only sense is the listen.
Pleasure. Leisure. Rolling thunder. A life long train. Holding so much vast visible pain.
I'm meek. Life aint mild.
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