She led me to gold as the tree lit up in an embrace of the crown Our intentions generating thoughts of wise counsel and sacrifices Liquid gold out the eyes, streams of original innocence Emitting that I love you beyond form
Tag Archives: Eyes
Long and Fine branches
Catalyst for change, or mirror of our own apathetic mind The cost of living true has brought me long and fine branches Each one spinning their chapters of Life into mundanity Questions, some love to grab at our members and drive us out Into the nameless streets, zooming solicitors, each with another brand of perversion …
The Immaculate Perception 