naked and so redeemed
comfortable beyond belief
pleasure is the priciple which drives us through the speech
eyes conversating
speaking that which words cannot say
a guiding light of perfect purity leads me through the sin
exiting without release
now so free of the guilt which has ridden me through every beam
adorned with a blanket of consciousness
the cloak of clarity which has swaddled a conscience unclean
intuition becoming a moonbeam shining on my newest philosophy
a book I write with sight
and only you can read my eyes properly
a treasure opened in the unbridled seed
untethered from the bricks of fallacy