Apr 21, 2014
Flirting with hieroglyphic frames of flickering light, Her contemplations and likes tumble through my mind, Condensing into a drop on the lips of a dream. A last ray of light through the tumbled down hair above me Prisms through a lovers tear. Seemingly the apex of 4 billion years of chaos, It wets my kiss, And cascades through my soul. And her smile remains the same.