Long leaves collapsed silently as fire spent embers awakened inside a dream…nibbling on a view of the ocean…instinctive folds of wide sleeves, lapping a pathway of gravel I was the fool in white, in bomb proofed walls fresh scented eyes, weaving through an ocean breeze, overlooking a high fence of dark water, where four arms spanned like Bose speakers spreading out across the oceans with a boisterous voice of power filled climate growing calluses of innocence looking into the stained sunset of a special relationship one that was over before it started humming….while peeling back years from wind-tangled hair of kept records placed everywhere from the dreams of sun shadows in orbit lightly capped horizons of identity running away from defeat only children would overlook & step into the hemmed purple reeds of black water testing if they were still human remembering feelings of wrinkles and scowls twas the nature of the beast…I suppose gaining courage like an army approaching mortality against the doors of a clubhouse, invisible yet universal, organisms conjuring wisdom from the undivided paradise, looking it’s best having the power to decide my life perhaps with a bit of luck, colors would melt into drifted rainbows adjacent a park, underneath a rose arbor where superheros come from it was easy to imagine junior partners of balloons confirming the image he had created then…. crusading spirit, best of the best magic mirror selling favorable impression struggling the thin membrane of friendship heavy botanical scent fills the air fat drops of rain on the widescreen of some mirage of the day when all is soaked to the skin with the wreckage of some disenchanted resignation… time, though, separates us from the moments which never stands still…
Reason for writing:
lost love, hords of inspiration learned
out of all loss comes beauty
Birth sign: Aquarius
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