Timeless beautyTimeless beauty in a glass half fullTimeless beauty
Timeless beauty in a glass half full Altered ego in an aluminum capsule Pixilation and digital lines Make up the memories of the evening Red and white lace draped in denim Slouched by the side of confidence The journey just starting Or in it's last moments Lights and earth pass in a blur Stop and go as the journey spins Violence aggravation desperation Grasping onto anything pseudo pure Reset.......... Back to the point Curls betray your every thought Legs that stretch to the heavens Hands so
Reflections In Worn WoodReflections In Worn WoodReflections In Worn Wood
Reflections in worn wood Stains of spirits past First times, long times Last times and once agains Sifting threw the glass and steel Reconstituted and rearranged The sound is infectious and Movement becomes involuntary Shields lower colors change Lines form and space dissipates Clouded reality tainted foresight Intention suppression digression Inevitable interaction Within realms of sanity and sin Prelude to the unknown Fearlessly I submerge to emerge
Orange White And AmberOrange White And AmberOrange White And Amber
Orange white and amber Crystalline curved and fragile Black grey and rigid Red wood and steel Where is the purpose What is the angle Who goes first What comes next Pointless banter spews Altered laughter booms Heals half free from bondage Shoulders lengthen and release A mélange of appendages Over the days armor intertwine The sand descends into space The migration of souls commence Like the presence of the great eastern Scattering the creatures of the setting They gather their harvest &nb
Eyes that are god givenEyes that are god given piercing, deep and trueEyes that are god given
lips shed from an angels kiss calling on to you
lox adorn a perfect face intriguing and unknown
the body of a broken mold so soft and pleasure prone
all i ever wanted was the touch of your hand
all i ever needed was the gold beneath the sand
spirit guided by the light keeps her in the know
flashes of psionic thought mapping your ego
operations cloaked and covered marching behind lines
the emperor has bowed his head the qu
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