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As the universe streams moonbeam vibrations;

Beyond brave blue skies dreams are tossed about.

Clouds linger to infiltrate the threatening calm

Dangerous moons practice divination while waxing or waning

Exuding more or less power,effecting evil attitudes of moods.

Fondness withers as an under-watered rose.

Guises itself as sanity, instability rolls her childish eyes.

How such contempt shown as civility is more than cruel to me.

I often wonder why dreams get tossed about near spring.

January, February,seems to balance a tolerated gloom.

Keeps the quiet calm in March, until the waxing the new alluring moon.

Lunacy and love lurks in minds, as cosmic scales weigh-in gravity's pull

March introduced the full moon preparing for the for the Solar eclipse Of April.

Now that adoration has given birth to love, and it's shackles we praise the love.

Of the shackles - lets speak of the shackles that comes with the snares of loves traps.

Promises of forever gagging in the throats of unkempt dedications.

Quicksand, quickening underfoot, love suffocating instincts of Sanity.

Realities of loves lunacy, hoping we could bottle up the good times and save them.

Saving the good times for the bad times testing the power of the mind.

Testing loves abilities under the new lunar moon..hysterical levels of confusion

Universal melodies soothes the carnal mind, bonds together gods and goddesses of love.

Venus vibrations penetrating, piercing arrows, into zones of over zealous lust.

Wanton lust parading as Love causing mental confusion.

Xor gate of your natural instincts and logic wrestle, married now are love and lunacy.

Yet for just a taste of desire, or a semblance of love from you would complete me.

Walking lunatic I am, forever dancing, to the edges of this fanatical world.

Xylophones flowing universal drumbeats keeps me dancing cautiously past the loopholes.


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  1. Date: 5/26/2015 5:28:00 AM

    Spellbinding! Hello, Vicki. Most of us are just like you, dancing to the drumbeats in total abandon, knowing full well the cost that love exacts upon us. Still savoring on my tongue such delicious lines. 7. Kim