By Arcassin Burnham

Blistering concoction, Making nonsense,
Make sure you just leave your mark,
Don't let them touch you,
Way too many stops to be rushing,
Your boyfriend would you, if I was your boyfriend would you know me the same?
What if I was your savior something pushing all the corners of your life would you take my last name?
You know the game,
I wouldn't even worry about the relations I probably just liked if you came,
The portal opens,
No room in this bathroom for the both of us even when the soaps soakin',
We found the perfect motion,
Better than the twisting motion if I do say so myself, just get the lotion.


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I am not
The

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I wished for when I
Was buried
In the sand

I shall wander with the
beauty of my souL
The gentle breeze
that bonds with breath.
The moment that echoes in heartbeat.

Fingers dance with pen.
Ink becomes a rolling wave.
And my eyes see stars
to wish upon.

I wander as footsteps
celebrate life’s song
inside fearlessness and calm.
For my soul is woven within
so I cant loose.

Love overpowers senses.
Light integrates dark.
Peace becomes reality
to savor as gratitude anchors.

And as I drift inside grace,
I shall see the butterflies beauty
and catch a miracle
that God gifts me
in this my lifetime on earth.