Souleye free thought

After the thunderstorm, A wave of wonderful emotions developed. Hot air balloons half way to the moon and back. Sipping from the palming cup of her suckle flowering bosom. So promiscuous who us you must be mistaken. Take my words as you would a glass of water. Sip it slow enjoy the flavor, don’t miss it. We sit side by side speaking these words as slow as possible. They want to enjoy the freedom of being released from the lips. The slow shadowing of her eclipse. Whats this full moon you speak of, Like Greek literature it shows its manhood. Rolling around in the soils uncleanness. As if the earth needs to bathe. Talk to me like you would speak in your head. The words that become repetitive but to only your there said. Pushing out through the pores. Everything fits together on course. Elaborate more for us. Bring along a designated design for our inspection. First put all your energy in to the vision. Outlining the lineage of easy living. Full foot placed against my chest. Foliage so spe...

Why not allow that to be a possibility, no longer holding back. Tracing the tracks from the worry free wolf. Chasing the tale of a story tellers rabbit. Cornucopia created from the pure hustle. The sacrifice to not be afraid in life. Aggressive but tender touch. Heart so full of compassion. The willingness to say yes. The sure will and power to say no. Not attempting to defy gravity but excited to fly. A wise owl with his wings spread. Wisdom of a chestnut, you crazy or what. Racing across the finish line just in time. Blood for vampires direct from the vein. Vanity seeps out the sides, over flowing the top. Apart of your heart belongs with the ground. And a percentage is nonexistent un-till you blossom and transform. So soak my cloak in tears of hope, and then leave it out to dry. Let the memory of mercury slowly dim and then rise. Half of this haphazardness is nothing besides the point. Across the table from where you sat was the only cord. Come get tangled in this web, weaved by the...

The flexing fingers curling Over the horizon, Like half moons becoming full, disappearing only to return. The song was half way finished, the sign on the wall wore off, Law of the land seemed to shift when the land got the law. Rise and shine for the new day has come, A dawn when the stars in the sky deliver us toward clarity. Everlasting charity a rarity these days, has long passed. Only the uplifting exchange of sunshine, pure peace in a rain cloud. That’s that state of mind, where music is continuously vibrating. Hearts racing across the sun-setting salutations of memory. Resting sitting in a squatting jaguar like stance. A mixing bowl of colors some taken more literal then others. The sound of primordial tones and swirling lights. Aggressive restfulness, humble magnificence. Filling that audio void, of surrendering silence. Signify to a plane passing over head that your looking for a ride. The signal scene from miles away but there’s just no room inside. Sorry it ended up becoming ...