As candy thaws neath my tongue My eyes take dilation. I fall into an inception as I walk into a place where my tender age went... Then, I saw sevenths of an illusion Acidic iridescence Suffused in a type of dimension I was present. Bound to life's existence... Each and every Earth-bound object was formed by masked bodies that cradled each other. Lifelessly connected to one another. Expressing the same dainty love we are mad for... Jade orbs were absorbed by a topiary lord. Beating. Circulating. Captivating. Caught me devoted in all sorts of emotions. Repetition. Repetition. Sight distortion. Colors stacked on colors. I saw modulations. But they spoke to me in motions. I felt as if I was breathing this all before. And that I was anticipating on something that I could not get myself to ignore. Some moral. That I've been awakened for... I was reverted back into a timeless age, where matters were forgave and where passions were seemliness. and because of awareness you become unable to love like a child when you abandon your innocence. So here's the message. "Seven is perfection." The eye to see life. Making a connection. Breathing Earth's affection.
There's so much more to this poem that I wish I could explain in words but unfortunately I just couldn't. The graphics in my head were too much and truly was perfect...