"bovarism" poems
Bovarism
Once you begin to see it, you don't
Once you don't, you have captured it
The great divide then comes together
The colors splash with nothing
Everything and nothing at once
Feel the spirit of yourself
Within all that lives and dies
You become whole
I am that I am also that I am not
When my memories call home
I will be amongst the universe
Or I will become the universe
Im coming home
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 12:03 PM UTC