Dreams of light sound expand in threads woven in paled limbs entangled
Players find their match and falter only to find the path of feeling free
Im feeling good why would we have dissidence
The sleepy stories climb up the spine and bud into wings
We all know we have already found it but there is so much more inspiration
A soft plantation sustains the restful heart
A good pounding sends us surfing
Waves inspirational in there exfoliation
The water meets the sky
And the beats that gifted a time in cellular reality
come with a price
Stop bitching
accept that it is met with sultry eyes
accept that it has been kept quiet
accept that a random text left me smiling
except that the physical can never be described for its purity
and well wishing will never end when it’s lustfully drenched in realness
I love you
Why not?