Venus plays
across a stream
as Pluto sways
in a milkbone dream
“the question was…”
which day is to 55
as night is to us
and which way
combines alive
with the color
of love…
“magical”
absolutely magical…
when the radio
sang and the
waves came in
shining lights
visible
felt in the red
ultra
are the sensual
violet stars
above the stares
a game of dares
for those
“who care”
and to play the
games of magnitude
is to amplify
gratitude
in an exchange
called living
and giving
in the names
of the subtle
beneficial
as peace is growing
planted in planes
before the knowing
ever became
the same
as the explored.
”... fetch…”
2 comments:
truly original voice you have.
I hugs you very much my dear friend, thank you!
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