Over the Dream
Aphrodite is worshiped by a devotion of
a past flesh- self taught to dream of
a girl's face for my partners music
flowers in freckles with long red hair, naked
for warm lust- for the facts are absent, all
conjured by fickle thoughts
Staring to see, the elusive companion that
contemplates my needy comfortable, as
I plunge for a lottery needle
Dropping my black magic into a enchanted feast
of temporary- wend on procreation by teen
films and Disney media
A masculine endeavor for two, hold sex down for
biblical ethical exemptions , solitude
is the solution of this fix
To sprout a seed, deep in black basic crawling for
self-light- moving the soil of souls
warm decaying energy
Sit alone to accept all my demons
"The Dream Is Over"
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