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Swim your way through an
underwater cave of music
As those dusty sounds crawl
their way through your skeleton

I run my hands across the landscape
Transparent birds fill the skies
Like clay my  insides are hollowed out
The echoes of a cave distant dripping

When the skies are filled with a mysterious white mist
A washed out blue Antarctic gaze hazes over her eyes
The morning dew drips off her nose and trickles down her lip      
An Echo of a wolf pleasures her ears delicately

If my lips were to entwine with the vines that
found their way around your neck.
If a Black hole were to shatter in to our souls
separating us from our very own existence.

Only then would thoughtless moments trickle down our skin.

I pluck the tapestry of the night sky
Molten silver pours in through the
worn away patches

My face
pressed against cracked glass

My body
melting through in to a reflective
spectrum of oil spills