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Dissolving in your blues, alloying affection, nice luster of cream
Tongues part paths, eyes see seas through
Acrylic lens lectured
with Sea’s skin, Sky’s eyes, and Earth’s tongue
In Clouds’ classrooms of purple sequins
I took to ecstasy
I found everyone missing the point
To find paths that were not there
Beyond a dream, dear me.
life has taken THs of story
closer than water
Beyond the idea of fire
Round lurking yore of fore
Swinging through treasures of hero
I
Her eyes speak thousands of waters,
From ancient drops of the celestial soul,
Down paths of willing sweetness,
