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As I twirl in velvet mystery I unfurl the quilt of history I am left awestruck and dizzy As I let the world shine in me My senses are assaulted then assuaged My brain battered and barraged I tumble in a technicolor tornado Made from borrowing the beauty of an autumn tree And as I fall in twilight infinity I finally feel I’m flying free The autumn leaves form an iridescent raft I sail on sunbeams and fly through dreams I gently float down these fantastical streams My vessel gleams bright as I part at the seams My form opens up and I splash on the deck A filament, a photon, a spiritual speck My truest self made up mostly of space No longer hiding behind the mask of my face Lost in this brand new story A novel way of noticing the world’s constant glory The unknown adventure insistent, imploring I cut loose my mooring and begin exploring Colliding with chaos I plunge in the deep I daringly explore the dragon’s dark keep When I finally lay my weary head down to sleep I will have made music that makes angels weep
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
Velvet Mystery
As I twirl in velvet mystery I unfurl the quilt of history I am left awestruck and dizzy As I let the world shine in me My senses are assaulted then assuaged My brain battered and barraged I tumble in a technicolor tornado Made from borrowing the beauty of an autumn tree And as I fall in twilight infinity I finally feel I’m flying free The autumn leaves form an iridescent raft I sail on sunbeams and fly through dreams I gently float down these fantastical streams My vessel gleams bright as I part at the seams My form opens up and I splash on the deck A filament, a photon, a spiritual speck My truest self made up mostly of space No longer hiding behind the mask of my face Lost in this brand new story A novel way of noticing the world’s constant glory The unknown adventure insistent, imploring I cut loose my mooring and begin exploring Colliding with chaos I plunge in the deep I daringly explore the dragon’s dark keep When I finally lay my weary head down to sleep I will have made music that makes angels weep
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30/M/Pittsburgh
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
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