glimmer of glamour, i see a faint resemblance to a person i once knew

You've taken over my mind,

          and this time, in the slime that I climb,

    I have a reason to reach for that vine,

      green, and wet, behind the ears,

from years of, deprivation,

only to come out full bloom in this situation,

     I found my self at a graduation.  

From this way-station, to permanent bliss,

   not to miss the trust of a tryst,

with a lemon lime twist, that gave me the sour smile,

with squinting eyes, and composure bubbling beneath benign laughter.

    echoing into my happily ever after,

of the after-math factor, because I'm in my prime,

with this diva, some like to sell short of divine,

   until our spines intertwine with the signs

      that confine the reign of catalysts and dogmas,

  And so after years of teaching & pamphlets of preaching,

we're going to be the ones who are breaching security--blankets,

going out on a limb, and swinging like Tarzan on this vine, to the next spot,

where the narcissists enlist our enlighten minds

   for pure a sublime time, where there will be no watered down refractions, of light,

     holy/wholey and together when we face the weather,

  we can make any awful off key skylark sing in tune

and echo off sand dunes, where time keeps his castle,

   and the narcissists circle the moat, staring at reflections

while Luna grants the moon to us,

   to sit on the edge of the crescent

      and star gaze, in a daze for days.

Because Orion struck us with Cupids arrow,

which ignited the passion of sun rays

to blaze and set my consciousness adrift.

The absolute alabaster pleasure of a genuinely given gift

  and I will keep climbing this vine

   until the apex is met,

and the next step is kept in synch

without the crutch of a crux

the motion is a must

   and this ocean I will trust

        to be a gazing globe of narcissism

   for we are the epitome of imperialism

no necessity for materialism.

no future body rhythms

could ever syncopate these Celestine Vision’s

so come one, come all,

        and see what the receiver has been given.

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Hip Hopesque entwined with EuroAmer irony. ~S~


 

 

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Excellent wordplay - high order language manipulation. This sounds like slam stuff? Is it?