mesmorized illusions...a mushroom tale

[Lady Dame]

The ideas that are running through my fragile mind, are keeping my times about themselves ....where i would have kept them before.
upon the naked ground i lay..
under a broken tree i stay...
until the stones from the shores that touched our feet, kept our naked minds allured into a dream...
[stages of reality]
*laughter*
upon the endless conversations that spread so rapidly through our minds, from passed unconscious dreams....thoughts that shal awaken us..
.awaited to spend time with you.
hoping our hands shal bond us to the [sea]ocean.
making our bodies disappear into the mist of the powerful natures...that through threaded photographs only appear to make my mind wiser.
i can say under that starry sky, as our eyes both watched the clouds collapse, then form, then fade away only to re-appear as a lions faces upon the painted sky...the canvas of the angels.
the arms that could hold our warmth, the Ocean air that escaped with your thoughts...a night upon nights to touch the sky
"to wipe my fingers across it and smear it"
her eyes wander the oozing sky.
laying upon sheets and blankets, prickled in your hair, i pull back your face, only to find that another stands behind it.
*deeper i crawl*
the surfaces becoming scared and fleshy.
with each layer, opening closer to the soul you posses...
for it is she, that you unwillingly know, that can:
-manipulate
-break
-demand
-conquer
what you have so blindly in-tuned.
for it is your eyes that are watching what she has already seen....
*smile*
a waited patients that shal only leave a suspenseful finish to the scene of Black and White,
[the end]