as it’s moisture fills the cracks… my lips, and i slowly draw my hand from my hips to appeal to it the bliss of the pure essence delivered from such a small burst
all my progress was placed in the lost or stolen box as the train of eyes cross the sky in puffs of clouds racing for the chicken soup
he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow
missing little piece’s buried in the box no edging left can’t get through the locks to retrieve through ground
the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride
as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
ginger carrots garlanded cilantro guest certificate generated caption grieving coins
the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
maybe there’s another way a better way a tidal way that’s not dreary bleak or dark
was going to put it in the mail an… but changed my mind fearing the en… words sailing in a little boat crossing the ocean and the moat landing on shore as waves guide
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
down yonder it gracefully glides cascades of color to my surprise light on one side - confides in the corner where it hides the reflection of the shadow
i know how it is to be done but wonder if it really is won the mixing and dealing is dealt with all these feelings what shall… with out the silver lining - desti…
sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by