together we tongue
& lather through whispers
& difficult answers
in spotless dreams
being carried away
by delicious rapture
glowing ornament full of glee
tasting thoughts with cloudy flavor
& chasing the crazy children of dawn
watch as they flow thru my hair
hushed their movement, unannounced
unaware
in the pleasing morning tide
my muse hums delicate rhapsodies
quietly in my ear
rest now, my beloved
fall upon ebony clouds
& ride the spiral down
down
down














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rest now, my beloved
fall upon ebony clouds
& ride the spiral down
down
down"
man, i sure miss your work this is beautiful.
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this one tho.. i love it cuz when i read it i got all.. i dont know.. it made me feel peaceful.. i cant think of the word.. but yeah. you get the idea. i like it a lot
FAV!!
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NAKED Lunch -- a frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.
~William S. Burroughs
«Boognishes. We build smiles.»
Erotic and dreamy all at one....i want to read over and over again.
I love your first stanza - every letter of it. I wouldn't change a word.
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I have nothing to say, and yet I'm still talking....
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Man is an animal.
But he is an animal which embodies God.
i'm going to fav it...just because i helped inspire it!!
it really is great though!!
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Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battleground.
"...in the pleasing morning tide
my muse hum’s delicate rhapsodies
quietly in my ear
rest now, my beloved
fall upon ebony clouds
& ride the spiral down
down
down.."
Beautiful!
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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