Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The poetarian peered at the matte obsidian sky and, defying earth’s gravity, with wings she began to glide
Her clay, cool and smooth her body voluptuous and round shapely goddess watching over as my soul soars unbound she takes me places in my heart I’ve never been before asking me to sail with her along uncharted shores
Suddenly the gossamer veil slips Between other worlds and reality My psychedelic imagination trips As I peer through the finest filigree.
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