"Intensively listen,
None of her words escape.
Her tones interpermeate my physical state
As I focus on all eight of her frequency rates."

The light in her eyes start blinking.
The universe, singing.  
My head starts spinning.
Blending metaphors and lyrics,
Breaking the laws of physics,
As we become one spirit.

"It's so hard to let you go, so I loathe myself.
But you're a part of my heart—etched in my cells."

She destroyed the
world I lived in,
forgive her, never.
Memories to painful too forget,
Too painful to remember.

Hidden in a holy location, The agent.
Cast’s a spell with power bestowed
from the ancients to break free from this matrix.

You couldn't mimic
how I write it or spit it.
Yet I’m my own worst critic.

With supervision started on a
mission to master my lyrical
composition and extra sensory
intuitions.

The Technician
Magician
Sits in the Lotus Position.
Inside a Crystal Prism conjuring up
a new Bio-Rhythm Algorithm for the
Entire Systems of his future written.

Was that too much?,
Writings never been that tough
but these skills are a diamond in the rough.

The Madd Hatter,
Verbal assault slasher
Is a metaphor master
Who controls even the smallest particulate
matter in all his chapters for maximum
brain splatter of grey matter.

I  have low comedy
novelty policy,
Honesty my conscious consciously and with veracity produce's a quality odyssey.
I'm probably a true anomaly, honestly.
**** modesty.
...Like that flow.
Well here's something you should know.
I'm exposed and under its Auroral control from orgone pyramid glow,
I start to float after cells explode releasing and letting tachyon's go.
Either that or I'm possessed like Emily rose.

On a hot summer day,
her birthday.
There was a man
who took hours
making a beautiful
ice sculpture
of his love.
who long ago
passed away.

As she melts,
both with water
running down their face
he expressed everything
he could and couldn't say.  
How his
"love for her
will never fade".
And how she
"still lives
in his heart
to this very day".

Camp surrounded with her favorite colored lamps and preferred plants with tears he laughed,
raised his hands,
fell into a trance,
begged heaven for the smallest chance, for just one more dance

Destiny on his mind
as planets aligned.  
Wine, Chimes,
Rhythm and Rhymes offered
up as gifts to the divine.  

Venus now raises
in Aries,
a chalice full of sherry as I burn
bushes of rosemary, blue berries and cherries invoking
every elemental fairy.  

Loving her
was so natural.
He now calls upon the supernatural
with mixed mineral granules to make this night magical.  

A feeling of
pauper to king
as he puts on her ring.
Goose bumps all over his skin as a million lighting bugs drift in, on strong winds.

Whispered
"I miss you,..
I miss you,..
I miss you,.
baby I miss you",
into amethyst crystal.

He couldn't, feel more alive.
Heart filled with pride
He couldn't believe his eyes, as a star descended from the sky.  

A poltergeist
in an amber soft,
off white light.
while reciting written rites with all his might

Her wings open,
He's frozen
No words to describe what was spoken what a beautiful omen.