GROSSE FUGE

my FINGER is broken-ART moving
into deep caves of your Brain
Yolar following me — a beautiful
fluttering butterfly: an extraterrestrial
being to you. We are versed in
concept of ‘time’ and wonder how
it is you exist. It is the experience
of humanness :

“Take all my singing thy mingling life!

Slender thoughts be slender limbs of

one nestled dove-like heart I hear:

singing! Singing! Tears of my tears

and thy heavy blossom-bosom Springtime!

She wears a summer’s dress of pink and white
cavernous depths of romances carve perfume
love of Light!

Upon your eyes between dream of blue-gray
questions! See to see! Feels. ~~ immense
kissing lips. Is Human.

:: 02.07.2022 ::