Transmutations Of My Spirit Love

The day we run out of land,
I will return to the ocean
and leave my feet in the sand.
Like a fish out of water!
The last gasp is always the most painful part.
Boarding gates at Heaven for a flight to a tainted past.
Your unrequited love is like leaving on a jet plane with no pilot at the helm,
Stranded on a platform in a trans- Siberian mind fuck realm!
By my side, you roll with the expectations of punch drunk love!
My sheets smell like the transgressions of my spirit dove.
Let me swim in a sea of inordinate affection,
Stigmatized by the butterfly inflection!
That paramour ghost may not summoned you yet!
It’s only what the stained remains
of love reveal when it’s wet.
Day trips in transmutation always begin with a tiny step.
Today will be yet another planet I will be sure to forget.

Transmutations Of My Spirit Love

MoonlightLover

Joined October 2010

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The Butterfly Effect on Love and Devotion.

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