F A N T A S Y part 2

by soulgoddessTokyo, Kanto, Japan

Jul 2015 469 Views 2 comments

F_A_N_T_A_S_Y (part 2)

---- gliding spiraling along the floating visions
A morphed creature interpreting each element as it is
"and
as the Spirits fade
- and as Skeins yield to their gold Coloured Crosses
Wouldn't you?
-- - So Please kneel
before i forget you
- you and your faraway Voices
Captioned for impact!
- and Suddenly,
-- there was the Sound of a Mighty rushing breeze..
between the earthbound Seed and the Sycamore
- - fiery amongst the Charged beams"
(scenery changing) …. Protected by her energy spheres
She soared along with the raging waves
"What hopes we keep?
- - if the golden Pages Sheen
gathering their ambulatory hosts
- Could of been you
Wearing Egyptian blue
- as for Yesteryear's funnel Clouds
Pale into retreat
- - raising their industrial arms
So little i am known unto thee
- here,
- - on the blasted Storm of My Summit
it was as if everything that had breath brought Me to you
- the Crystal Sea in kind regards"
(sky darkening) …. Losing sight of her vision
She relied on the beacon of her heart guiding her
"- - and if we Choose to love?
there,
-- underneath the Moisture and Canopy of your ripened breasts
- and if i lift the impenetrable nitrate?
and glower into your rooms
- - for What earthy Sage becomes?
throwing Stones
- if then, we all Correspond with reason?
- - give My regards to God
friend?
by thy Caspian?
quake?"
(thunder and lightning) …. Energy spheres breaking apart
The morphed creature fell deeper into memories lost
"- with breakers Crashing upon the lunar Surface
or by the imperishable bearings of your Purple hips
- is Mine tonight
endlessly destined
- What thing i am hopelessly Struggling towards"
(echoes whisper) …. Drawing closer to the widening blackness
She fell deeply into unwavering slumber
"--- - Purple Muse and the gyrating inflation of her Passing Volume
time after time in an ebb
-- - He raised Lazarus,
See how He loved him?
- and if in the end
Writing on the Wind
--- the overlapping Profusion of these foraging depths"
(warm feeling) …. In his arms she awoken to his caring voice
She had fainted while studying the ancient runes
"for,
- as to love
- it is all that truly Matters."

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Posted: Jul 2015