the strangeness of the veil
sublimating the musicality
of the musical conundrum
wanton in it's virgin imprints
washed by a tempestuous sea
a mirage
ephemeral in it's own contradiction
stands aloof
where are the cries
o ! playful children
expounded energy
encapsulated angels
draw yourself up close
let your ears bristle
amongst the chin stubble
as words manifest
turning the world
in to song
lest
you should forget
seared in the embrace
surrender to the moment
come out and play
now
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment