PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I suffer vicarious - you wax and wane in a state of bliss - some stand by and wonder does what exist? Or is it just a magickal mist? Floating nearby in a sublime lie - the truth falls out into your eyes - your ears they hear it and noise resounds - love in the heart of the hound of hell - full sensor recoil - over loaded imagination - succubus play with man make of clay - incubus’s with little girls have their way - as still you and I, blissful vicariousness - our eye it sees the truths that be - our ears hear heartbeats in hell - hey girl how swell - so be we as one mind thinks - feelings fly heigh as quick as a blink - there it goes now it’s in the clouds - playing a harp, screaming aloud - beating wings, beating heart - tears my mind apart!