Friday, June 1, 2012

warm eyes

I see you 
On the wings
Moving slowly 
Onto stage
Your warm eyes 
Dance, throwing 
Luxuriant moonbeams
To wrap 
My restless supernova
- warm eyes.

Increased gravity
Resistance wanes
It becomes harder
To stay out, under 
The spotlight
In the cold
For the impossible 
- dream.

When at rainbow's edge 
Reality awaits
- with warm eyes.

still from holy mountain - alejandro jorodowsky

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