12 Jul

Spheres and Shapes of leaves
are Sounding through a bell scape
to promised land
Utopia, a shortsighted wish
myopia of circumstance,
yet visions hold if I hold their
Truth, what’s more is this dream
between us two
a shape I knew before young eyes
could recognize their power, connected
to roots and soil through a
deep dream that’s up to boil
a bubbled glass and sublimate
above emotions like love
& hate


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