Fly Agaric

Wandering traveller of the night Occult creature, your velvet butterfly tongue leaves thoughts lingering in my mind as visions of obscured beauty pass before me, in the shadow of your smile hypnotic, illuminating to pluck the thoughts out of the void like petals from divine lotus streams of consciousness pool, playing before our shimmering eyes in crescent moon lullaby melodic rhythm of throbbing life, spinning illusion illuminated in violet luster revealing truth hidden in images of splendor every hue brilliantly diffused in the immensity of an unshattered silence fragmented bliss, I sleep, lulled deeply in Morpheus' embrace and so I ask you, if I am a child of the light why do I feel so at home in the dark? falling tears die delicately as you told me that today is the child of yesterday and tomorrow innocence, captured peacefully formed with golden bough. Strange, twilight child, lost in your mercurial pleasure set free my naked soul shivering, into darkened night ascending on stairways of delirium to the orphaned city of stars