The Dowry of Love in the Vortex of Consciousness
The Dowry of Love in the Vortex of Consciousness
the dowry of love I rush to you with wings of transparent fire flying,
I sun myself with green rays in the sun, a multicolored sunning,
of happiness entire I feel the pure extract like nectar flowing,
meaning I should lose myself ecstatic like a dream without contour...
from a spinning madman screwed in the head dancing crazily in the sky,
you, beloved with crystalline honey like syrup of stars in your voice,
of pleasure's hell be my fairy with wings of superb velvet,
no matter in which paradise of red flames I rise into shaven space!
the night pregnant with seeds of moon floating in the abyss,
at cosmic term like the universe dilated in expansion,
to the noon gave birth with electric spasms from rainbow inscribed,
eleven translucent little devils falling through dimension...
purples and from flowers with petals of flowing liquid crystal,
then at the end when the star explodes in thousands of schemes,
violet-bloody with essence of pearly azure floating,
one they called phosphorescent angel with halo from poems...
when the offspring born from hot cosmic magma,
in polyphonic chorus sang melodies of sidereal friction,
simultaneously, they asked in pulsating sound waves vibrating intensely:
who is still our father when matter melts in a spiral?
a vaporous apparition of colored smoke gave birth to kaleidoscopic shivers,
on a field of bioluminescent flowers pulsating in organic rhythm,
immortal fields germinating eternally in hypnotic cycles,
her sin of grown girl metamorphosed into essence of volcanic...
an overfull dozen overflow of fluid non-geometric forms,
of iridescent sprites visible through distorted prism,
bathing them, listen well, in hidden ultrasonic frequencies,
with a tear of liquid mercury in translucent shame evaporated...
when she observed through layers of altered perception in depth,
that one of the offspring with unfinished floating contour,
lateral like an incomplete form had no head, mouth open in rhyme,
which forgot to be born in the previous materialization process...
and then comfortable in the state of continuous transforming flux,
with an effort of psychic concentration catapulting her beyond,
she baptized him instantly with ritual of vibratory creating alchemy:
here now, also a little etheric SPIRIT floating through the diaphanous layer of void!
tomorrow and the day after flowing in the river of diluted time,
without resistance with current of acceptance floating in the multicolored abyss,
they are flower boys of toDAY breathing distilled air,
who got tangled poor confused ones among reflections of sulfochromocolor...
set at sunset in the prolonged twilight of infinite psychedelic evening,
with a luminous evening that scattered its colors in varied spectra,
which is not solar day but electric violet twilight sparkling,
the metamorphosis of consciousness breathing activated hallucinations!
the dowry of love I rush to you with wings of transparent fire flying,
I sun myself with green rays in the sun, a multicolored sunning,
of happiness entire I feel the pure extract like nectar flowing,
meaning I should lose myself ecstatic like a dream without contour always...
from a spinning madman screwed in the head dancing crazily in the sky,
you, beloved with crystalline honey like syrup of stars in your voice,
of pleasure's hell be my fairy with wings of superb velvet,
no matter in which paradise of red flames I rise into shaven space!
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