OCEANS
When lips share a romantic kiss,
Can it be, in that intimate exchange
One bears a mist
And another holds no such cover?
Is this a truth?
One heart remains the same
And one becomes a lover?
Or, in that truth does truth-some lie?
One has to play and one must fly?
Do these polars make the bind?
Of seconds, moments of lives, in kind?
And knowing truth is a fleeting thing
When change and circumstance is king,
It fluctuates, in method, like the sea,
And truthful lips lie, somewhere,
In the waves that be.
21st April 2021
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Sitting atop evergreens verdant branches amid this vibrant forest of life ~
Watching the world pass by aside sterling rivers marking, marching times
Caterpillars spinning silkened cocoons afore these, dreams of flight....
Sapients ancient moon as a sentinel poised at polars western gate; gliding
Across rejoicings crystalline waters this, zephyrs zygote wind ~
Illuminations kiss, from pratical lips unto radiants risen star rising within
Celestials eastern skies to greet creations, sanguine ferried hearts; fashioned....
Unto loves verdure branches these, wombs and cocoons tracing silkened time!?
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....“Divinities * Metamorphosis” ~