Eros Of A Spoken System

Beautiful words by which the word is made The cascade of freedom I am your slave The gods gave god away Endeared within a Name Beautiful words by which the word twice mean Famous Artistry Breath akin So what’s your name again? Words that go into this system are not vacuumed twice more, eros of…

A Person Regarding To Be Mosaiah

That person remained my better calm An icon, a color of love A jet blue violet reason to believe An honor wholeheartedly in the dream Of my better calm, my icon 11.20.15

The King Is Ornate

Are dreams private and to what disguise? Is my premonition only meant for my eyes Or does it benefit the masses to see what you saw in glasses Ornate enough for all to hear the messages of all other worlds crystal clear 11.13.15

A Templar Of The Night’s Extreme

God gave me a year on the front line I thought I would die Fear shook the ridicule out of esteem So myself was left obsessing Crooked route in desperate screams God don’t leave me here alone to squeam I am defending your dream As I ask for nothing but your frame To magnify the…

The Taste Of The Water Hallucinates The Dreamer

Cruise control Comfortable in my home Metaphorically and more Physically I aboard a mental stimuli plane of high, not dry Soaking wet as the taste of the water hallucinates the dreamer’s rest Following the patterns in motions crest 10.30.15

Happy Hour Is The Wed And Wed Went After Me

You helped wed a birth in me where as to what I could see came about in honor of we Together we helped each other like a mirage of solid water we came together to storm the weather within our kind, so kind you were to me 8.26.15