Looking At You
Looking at you,
I don't feel dead anymore
Once upon a time I was found hypothermic in the rain
Now I am Good Soup for the soul of those that surround me
Looking at you,
Gone are my inconvenient insecurities
Not too long ago I was internally blood dry beating myself up inside
Nowadays I am as pure as the crystallinity of Spring Water.....
Looking at you,
I notice that I have grown more knowledgeable of the Definition of Love
The beauty that I once lusted for is now ashes in the vaporization of age
The nature of the art is no longer recycled....but a Flawless, Immovable Creation....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2014
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