Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Prism

close to the coming storm
the wind and fire that consumes
in too deep to turn back now
the desire to reach the point of no return
an instant on the edge of time eternal
i am falling into you

the stars above or below?
the sensation is lost to me now
one thought evoking
one thought in motion
one thought into the event horizon of perception
i'm falling into you

inside this prism of desire i am alive
i have fallen into madness
fallen into the center of the eternal
into the grace of the infinite masquerade
into you
inside this tempest of flesh i am a god

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