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"Abstract" S/he be the first born daughter of water;
The volume of the sea
That waves sounds of
Sound waves that echoes
Into instrumentals of truth
Lost in her third eye
I opened closed corridors
And found reflections of erupted water fountains of youth
Now I am a pupil of her sight
In the sky S/he plant seeds of light
That shines into Nighttime poet trees
Her breath is a spoken breeze of eternity
Learning to love,
Crying was now a distant memory
Mystery S/he chose as her lover
And parented transparent lights
Of darkened holes
I swam the lagoon of her womb
And drowned in the deep abyss of her soul
And kissed a love song upon her lips,
This left musical footnotes upon her tongue
That strums the strings of hum drums
When S/he speaks
When S/he speaks the Moon drips blood
That eclipses the Sun
Uncovering smoke clouds of freedom
Freedom…
S/he freed them souls by casting love on the wind,
And recited poetry from top of Nighttime’s poet tree
“And multiplied the Stars
Times the Moon
Times the Sun
And factored “Me”
Whether factor be…
Fact or fiction
S/he fixed my visions of fiction
And now factuality sits on the front porch of my sanity
Deciphering riddles to dispel this vanity
S/he revealed secrets that could name the future
And sailed her soul through the fore-thought
Of the forgotten after-thoughts
Before thoughts were remembered
Unlocking the vaults of Amazon River banks
And Autumn forests in December
S/he penetrated her shadow into the wind
And birthed a blackness over this life
Becoming the darkness that precedes the light
Of the soul’s reflective sight
Reborn as the author of clouds,
S/he rewrote the depth of liquid skies
And paraphrased it in visions of my cries
Her shadow is my spotlight
Setting fiery Suns of my passion
Passing clouds of my thoughts
Calculating steps of unlearned thoughts
Imprisoning souls whom think spirit-soul can be store bought
S/he imprisoned my soul & forced me to love
So I loved forcefully
With a love unattained;
Eternal;
Eternally unattained, that seeps through eternal cracks
Explored by a love unknown;
A love of only the soul’s imagination
Brainstorming through the depths of a Moon ingrown
I have grown to become in sync with the Moon
Impregnating the Sun –
Life of the womb
Meditated tongues drowning intellect in the soulquarium of a hum…
“I hold my tongue when I should hold her hand…”
And dance re-membered memories on mumbles
With the slip of a tongue
S/he loved me before S/he loved her self
Her self, jealous,
Killed herself & Her
Before me…
Before my eyes…
Before my heart…
Before I could lover Her in return
Tha Prodigal One...
