You can take your past experiences, stories, tales, recitals, breakups, knowledge, background, judgement, maturity, adult existence, practices, beliefs, know how's, intimacy, struggles, your grasp on reality, wisdom, dictionary, worldliness, affairs, alertness, apprehension, consciousness, enlightenment, sensibility, intelligence, foresight, your common sense, clear-sightedness,
and shove them darling,
Shove them.

Maybe what I've seen does not begin to describe what your mind can vividly comprehend,
but I see clearly and I do not await affirmation or seek validity from no one.

I,
I am a child of the universe.

Eyes,
windows to my soul.

My touch,
sensitive.

Mind,
in a constant haze.

Galaxies and stardust surround my every step.
Roses crown my alluring head.

I,
I am a child of the unknown.

Lilies and tulips sheathe the inside of my lungs.
Vines wrap and encircle my ribcage.

The flowers of my existence,
all in me...
all around me...

Darling,
I'm a child of the untold.