And so I find myself the lucky friend of fortune, smiled upon beatifically, held in her steady gaze. Aloft my heart sings and my mind cracks with flame, a panther slinks darkly up my spine. It pushes its face to the base of my skull, and upward, inward, till out my eyes it sees my lurid jungle, alive and wet; pulsing... breathing.
For no master's kept these lawns nor these brushes, green painted rushes, florid with color and delight. Manifested unapologetically, this dark, teeming majesty, harem of the moist, starry night.
Like travelers and tourists, finally free and furious, I shed my old name and soft skin. Kin kept in my books tossed out like known crooks and shut from my hearts paradise. Now cold in the night I quell at dark's fright, and the panther raises my lips in a smile. While letting myself go he pushed further below, and I think I'll be a cat for a while.
6 minutes 27 seconds.
-Sean
A Lovely February!
1 year ago
4 comments:
♥ over and over again
Teeming in the powder comb of tyrannical quimbies, flourid expoditions of thought
Masked avarice abilities in the pulsing excilerating twilight,
at the moment still
with the quill, jotting upon the hope and plotting down the rhythmic perception
A harbinger, question totalities invention, which upon invest ment over zealous efforts
become thoughts tortured,
stare on into the night looking long at gleaming eyes moving closer still. will they ravish the flesh or will they melt in a simple caress dark terror of the night once confessed... is again silent twilight
To good to be true...
Beautiful! I like this one a lot =)
You are a good kitty cat
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