A modest with a dark extreme

Lying in the clouds ~ whose dreams

Barefoot below ~ within who glows

High call ~ Their rise

Wide pitch ~ Black eyes

Wolf spiders and bees ~ hawks in trees

Does anybody really know

Who is She?

small

hearing

is good

to find

&

good

hearing

is small

to find

~

listen to

your ear bells

& fresh rewind,

tune divine,

fast forward

through

time

~

a canon

music mystic

seers aligned,

hears divine,

fears no

rhyme

~

the music

station within

sings in chimes,

rings divine,

tantalizing

a lucid

crime

~

criminal minds

of the freest kind,

at one with all

associated

charges

~

the cruelty

of defense

is kind

~

in varient

extremes you

pay mystic to

the Indian

Sky

~

my innocent

projection,

guilty

~

time

after

time

~

ding

dong

~

pitch

a

pipe

~

can only be

one more thing,

can that they be

before they

sing?

~

keep your

pitches open,

fill your

ear!

~

the canon

music mystic

loves to

hear

I’m just being crazy honest,
who do you think you are?

A King Soul with a Raid.

That’s so uncool it’s classy…

I signify that this attack
is good for wisdom.

You’re lucky you’re looking
at it the way you’re looking at it.
How abstract the attack is…

Sitting up in his Canvas Sky
The Art being written in his mind
His heart is forging a roaring,
one in the same, it is a
beauteous name written with Love
What is waiting is aligned above
Within, without it shines through
This is a being in order,
is what is True

A touch of that is just what I needed
From a soul like you
You greeted
me in a strange way
Never seen something so abstract
such clarifying rain
When you walked in
and walked out that same day
I knew life would never hold beauty the same
As it was in your essence
I found Life’s Maze
Intoxicating, you’re a wonder and saint
Each day I expect your glory
Never failed me once
Not in a hurry don’t worry
I like the way you’re always new
This potence of delicate tender true
I could look at your face for hours
Better yet a picture buds flowers
As I always see you in a deep shade
I would take you as my bride
if life dealt another side
As inside we’re connected and strong
Different backgrounds same foreground now
I will forever remember how I felt
In your presence such flutters and melt
I would give you the present
if your soul let me
Don’t leave my instinct
You’re a mystery to me
One I won’t give up
Show me how you do your love
Where is it it came from
A muse of mastery and then some
A touch of that is just what I needed
From a soul like you
Your property seated
In due time to let me see
what a wild woman of virtue believes
I could go on for hours
how you brought the power
To that world I coward
as in this one you’ve towered