Beautiful cries of warbling perception
Mixed into overpowering swells that rise and fall Slick concoctions of toasted spice and bubbling laughter. Every emotion in every thought, every flavor of nostalgia Experience, human, animal, mineral, celestial Spiraling into ideas, shapes, motion, people, places, civilization, towering faces The words of them all fly, glide, and sink about my mind A radio tuned to ethereal frequencies that likes its static and adventures. I have no need to control any of you, beyond what I find in my own mind Just let me dance and whirl on your surfaces Finding my peace as I walk on water Home being the pond where you first found me. therioshamanism - amber bell
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