Drifter
In ethereal darkness
A soul drifted in celestial comfort
Content in a cosmic void
Elysian in it's astral slumber
Then, a match struck the spark
And light tore the blackness asunder
Senses scream into his mind
Lungs draw the first breath
Lips cry out to the sky
A beautiful and traumatic gift
Given to the satisfied
Sensation enveloping, ever relentless.
Copyright © James Moon | Year Posted 2017
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