Moon Blood Creepin'
Leapin’ lizards up in dem gizzaeds, we call it the creepy crawl. Moon blood creepin’ like rust in my lungs. A greasy beast lies deep amongst the carrion. Blessed ***** hog. The poltergeist of Bethlehem with the sweetest Lobotomy eyes. Shards of heaven digest slowly, lynched by halo…none so holy.
This feeling washes over me in a cool wave, something that I am not familiar
Within this life, it is strange Deja vu. A familiar yet vague feeling. I know
Your scent. You've put life back in the rickety bones of this ol' devil. I'm
Overwhelmed, I have yet to stop Trembling. My goose bumps have goose bumps. You
Truly are magickal in more ways than you could ever understand. I have tears of
Joy in my eyes and an undying love in my heart. This is an alien notion. I'm
Perplexed, I'm enthralled by you. You're real. I know you. I've always known
You. Are you the memory of the Celtic goddess Dea Matrona? You are the fertile
Soil. Towards the Pantheon, onward driven up the mountain. There was you. You're
The furthest from a stranger. I want to reside within your bones. I'm the bird
in you rib cage. It’s all true. The scrying pound speaketh of you. Your lips.
Your flesh... My worship. My praise beset by an unworthy tongue. I hold no court
For your true glory. Your light Burns so bright, I feel my atoms shall combust
With a mere interaction with your divine gaze. I'm a simple creature in the
midst of holy notes. My mind and body could never fully decipher. Fodder of
spirit. Honey of vibration. Water of color. I haven't any fear. I welcome you.
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