Reverie-
slipping past the skylights
...after soul exursion
through my backside
tremble lightly
upon soft breezes.

Conveyd the paragon
mosaic in the spher,
to nap silently
with the stars.

They have that drive

Placid waves calmly
surge over me.

Tranquil my vitality.

Consum my nomadic head with serenity.

Catch a likeness
in my head trip
of blues and turqhouse.

So that I may
Laze towards
the same skies.

... finally hushed;

with the moon
and the night sky.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
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