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Orybix Oct 2014
Blue people dancing gracefully
The curtains turn into wind, swirling, golden breeze
The castle grows taller, Orange leaves
It heaves and rattles, begins to breathe
I see her eyes, glowing, glistening
A blue so radiant, like early dusk sky
Back and forth we dance and twirl
The castle heaves and weaves and floats into the sky
Slowly but surely, higher than high
The fiddle the fiddle, it's sweet nectar come
We feed from it, ever longer
We see the gods now, greeting us with open arms as the golden gables reach the clouds
And the fiddle grows ever louder and louder
We dance faster now
Orybix Oct 2014
Woman of the water
She sits underneath the waves
As they greet the shore excitedly
She calmly waits, she waits

I see her every day, sitting in her chair
The setting sun nestling in her hair
And without moving she beckons me to stay there
And without a word, we speak

And with her now I sleep
In the waters, ever deep
The rising and falling of her chest
Relaxing me as we rest
Her head nestled calmly on my breast
And without a word we observe tranquility
Orybix Oct 2014
The weight of the sun settles on its rays as it nests
Displacing bands of color from where it begins to rest
The red and orange robust, alive with wanderlust
Purple and pink reserved, yet present in the mix
Yet they all take the time to embrace the ocean for a kiss
I feel it within dancing out of control
Fluttering breeze within my restless soul
Great things are to come. I feel them in my bones

And so the waves to me, the lady in white
As I lay in my home, my heart’s respite
And bathe in peace as I watch her rise
And take the place of the sun in the skies
Orybix Oct 2014
The setting sun sends it’s colors, cascading down the hillside
Falling but carelessly, running across the landscape
Lower now, it sinks into the ***** of mother Earth
The moon slowly awakens from her slumber
She takes her place high in the sky and with a sigh, illuminates the trees
The wind speaks to her as I whisper in your ear
Sit close to me and never fear
Even as the head of hard times begins to rear
Rest your head so heavy with thought in my breast
Listen to the blood, ever passionate as it flows through my chest
Worry not, relax, and dream
Things are never as bad as they seem
Let the stars now be our light
Sit by me and fear not the coming of night
I **** at titles. I hate them.
Orybix Oct 2014
A part of me, like alchemy
Power never to be understood, divine energy
Dust of the stars? The sigh of a Galaxy?
Parabolic, static, the rising and falling
Communication, levitation, response and calling
Passionate, ******, always dreaming
Struggling, tired, but never sleeping
Starving, cooking but never eating
Sharing the best of our lives with those who bothered to find seating
Waiting, dancing, singing tapping
Kicking, screaming, fighting, clapping
Sweating, crying, trying and failing
Losing one's self for 3 minutes of flying

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