Armies are made up mostly of the young, the reasons why are multiple. But when the young point to their peaceful idealism, old and staid society does not want to know.
I will travel through the silkiest parts of his loving heart, feel the sleek strings to his guitar, strum them with my fingers, and listen to his soothing voice as he takes me further away into his striking islands of delight.
I was the sun god the radiance the dance of dust they said don’t look directly at me I will burn your eyes they said don’t name me I will burn your soul you were the brave one never one to believe the words of the ancients you entered my realm naked green eyes wide open ready for whatever came you looked right at me called me love and now you stand next to me and they tell the next generation to never look directly at them