Purple Purple soul embraced by glowing darkness, As my lungs eagerly harness the smoke oozing from the footprints of crippled whispers and dying stars.. Silence too loud, my spiritual deafness is yet to be unravelled, Well travelled in mind and heart beat too many revels, Levels of high depth reached and preached when the soul begs to spring off the flesh and leave the frostbites of summer snows Only God knows the flows of tantric rivers squealing and kneeling for the power of healing to melt the needles feasting upon my liver, Delivered to the curious mind as art form, Fill in my initials and yours, Doors locked from complete communication hence it appears superficial, Metal to the tissue, mental serpents are ignored issue, Vessels blocked like cubic roots, Roots forgotten, rotting sensations beneath the surface with a rhetorical question mark for.. Tasks executing themselves to balance the weight on shelves, Fire and water, Heat and ice, Negative and positive, Red and blue.. Grip of sanity lubricated, urges infuriated through and through.. Purple. #I
Posted on: Mon, 10 Mar 2014 10:18:26 +0000
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