what a beautiful sickening year
But the way we tasted crystal made life more sugar cane than air
And all I could hear was the clouds throwing up rain…uttering “I love my melancholy, I love being here”
Get down for the sake of Self with warm scalps simmering from broiled thoughts
The black cloths of the universe holds on to ankles of frost….energies of cold that soon take hold
Lacerates the throats of negative goats
And stews the tools of positive ya and yay joys and smiles ….the rain started stray away from the boat
I kept sailing….
in this bloom of time, on this liquid, the lucidness follows the unseen
Looking at her with eyes to gleam, on she time, stepping through light, and green
…..beautifully melanated light being…sail with me, our hair it grow…never long ago, for time was a forgotten concept to us a float…down a sea of thousand woes
we looked flawless though..
Still drinking mist with the high distilled in instant
Frozen in love, the time soon bind, two, one,
I wonder if everything is mine….