I
thought to magnet eyes, such treacherous beauty, as to pierce our souls; while
distorted dearly, vying for kindness, that shift in sentiments: those beige
tulips; that casual rose; those feelings congested that nightmare; to love by
grays, as crazed as wildness, this image captured in tragedy; to bask in essence, projected by Neptune, falling
by grace our magicians. I adore gestures—that angry physique, those tales of passions
those eyes. I cried to feel it; so young at hearts; while bathed in sulfur that
curse. We dined by turquoise—marooned to love—our affairs drenched in burgundy
pudding: We died purple, our royal contagion,
at arms those scratches that neck-bite; as jungles live, this torrid
legacy, at woes to perish those eyelashes. I courted a firebird, to admire such
resilience, as giving a piece of us that whirlwind: to un-polish portraits, as
first impressions, while unraveled by 8a.m.; where coyotes circle, as vultures
for flesh—our awakening as vicious; to tug toes, or trace tendons, while reading
Buddhist’s literature: our mystic hearts, at travels through Tibet, at peace
our Asiatic souls. We’ve called to skybeams, at sores our sky-dreams, cultured
through arts our sky-pains; to love forever, as adjusting with time—this
curious fever; as learning souls, those morbid fancies, as born to punish
hearts: that flowing frequency; those silent screams; that collapse in sorrow
our tranquilities. I adore firebrand, at raptures through Africa, while sealed
in melodious fires: those soothing vibrations; at peeks our visions; while
afloat this impartial argument; to see our faces, sketched upon skylights,
where images blur into furies. We’ve loved a myth, as becoming a myth, this
kiss of life adrift our kef; where tortures are gentle, at wars our minds, this
furious twilight-zone: as coursing our brains; this ache to feel; while
completing your thoughts; this inner arc, at search through reasons, concerned
with first principles—that artsy adventure, to touch through agonies, attuned
to something invisible: that waking courage; to seize for thunder; as to hunger
but love.
