traveling through
this night is full, thoughts of stars exploding, moon music vibrating my skull matter, willowy whisperings, resounding way down low, stories dancing about, starting to grow, tickling my earholes, slipping into the mystic river, spiral through to something new, these eyes watch the awakening of stars as the moon hangs huge and heavy in the sky, scarlet and gold, heart warm, air cold, as the arc of time moves these glowing orbs through the darkness and my eyes lose focus, blinking sleep away, washing out into a gray rainy day, dancing through slush, belting out white puffs as rain turns to snow turns to ice and winds blow, secrets whispered into unlistening ears, wandering out and around and through, blown away by the seemingly insignificant and true, playing with my inner child all the while, the intrigue of existence sticks to my smile, as stormy day slowly loses sunlight's obscured glow, sparks light up the night, electric and bright, deeply resounding through earth and stone, pulsing through skin to mingle with bone, electric shivers, hairs on end, time keeps its bend, night turns to day and it all begins again
Tina*new poem yay*Marie
Tina*new poem yay*Marie