the
softer touch upon a whisper such tender visitation. we war sorely so afraid of
our habits or needing validation; someone to value us or nurture our insecurities
or plain speak this chemistry. I wasn’t courted for that. where orangutans
share fruit. or lemurs bat eyes. I was so designed for complexities or destined
for something lonely; where a person is different, no more to explain, but this
is dishonesty. such resonance or
pictured electricity while we remain somber. our first chalice our dear
associations or a sudden intoxication; our Marley days sung softly, our
religiosity jettisoned, in exchange for essence over hierarchy. but monads or
atomic pegs while I can’t see what I assert is there. our deity surrendering(s)
or determinists hearts, for participation wouldn’t have permitted such plagues;
to nurture instincts so subtle into spaces while fretted for something, it
aches! I don’t see that way, where everything
is as designed, but I believe in Christ. this makes me a creature, a
nonconformist, an iconoclast, or some confused person, for to partake is to accept
the whole entrée, correct? nay! I’m eclectic or some thespian where sheer
experience means too much! we run a
risk or something grandiose while illness is nothing but! or deeper depression,
while one visits, where another has been at it so long. to adore his principle,
she might anchor his heart, where chakras are flooded to alter his elevation. this word comes to me, it lives as an
incentive, such meraki from my guts! to need with vengeance to vex like living
or to feel so challenged; but life is not a riddle or a casket, it’s a gradual
mystery unfolding; it requires patience, discipline, or something so hard to
acquire, interior, painful ass honesty!
