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Jul 2019
The depth, width and breadth
Of all nonlinear dimensions
Are exceedingly less quantifiable
Than the imminent direction of your breath
When its projected back through space
I seek wholeness in the hidden chambers of your breast
And find music in your laughter's gentleness
We have outdated attitudes framed upon our walls
And old hallways that echo with the altitude of our confusion
A cornucopia of consciousness and desire
With a smile that lingers like a fire
She inspires my heart to break free
Of silly people’s strategies
We are bleeding underneath our sleeves
With skin and teeth ready to bite
We are all getting high tonight
Higher than the azure sky
Reflected in another pair of eyes
And more blinding than the Sun
Can you tell me who is the one
Who knows your name
When we retreat into our cave
Darling don’t get enraged
We are all slaves to her grace
While you play this game or that one
It doesn’t matter that much anyway
Since you’ve come all this way
You might just as well
Try to never be the same again
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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