Heaven On The First Floor In a yellow chamber of square ceilings Of fading walls steadily sinking Into the lower ground of promise On glistening floors shining but weakening On a bed of feathers wet with hurt In sheets of passion scented with fusion In emptiness invading souls in passing In the fear of indulging the soul in hallucination Below squares of walls now collapsing On trembling grounds of ravaging deception In frames of silver skin in pain In pictures of silent frozen rain In eyes of gold that laughed and laughed In lips of wanting forever the essence Of a periodical union still evolving Into lessons of life taught to children By a mother bearing a scene from heaven.
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