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I found myself Staring into an ancient rythym The mustang narrowed its eyes within my ribs and pounded on. Waves of machine thunder Broke against my mind, Washed away with my consciousness, And played there Like spent dandelions upon an autumn breeze. In that maelstrom of indigos and ether, lightening split the void And I just fell... My layers and lies, suddenly too thin to keep, Fell away exposing the wilds of my dreams. Refracting my every wonder unto the waters of time that spilled there in eternal complexity. And then?  she simply blinked.
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
A moth in a butterfly's net
I found myself Staring into an ancient rythym The mustang narrowed its eyes within my ribs and pounded on. Waves of machine thunder Broke against my mind, Washed away with my consciousness, And played there Like spent dandelions upon an autumn breeze. In that maelstrom of indigos and ether, lightening split the void And I just fell... My layers and lies, suddenly too thin to keep, Fell away exposing the wilds of my dreams. Refracting my every wonder unto the waters of time that spilled there in eternal complexity. And then?  she simply blinked.
I barely know you, so why is it that your presence feels so much like home. Is this love at first sight? I think I'm in trouble...and I am perfectly ok with that. :)
john-michael-biely
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
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