Monday, December 25, 2017

Solace to Pursue

Outcome unimagined, but
More Expansive, strangely, 
Love's miracles are odd. 

Ruptured, false narratives, 
it shapes itself to beauty. 
Sugarbell, my butterfly.

It Reshapes to iteration,
Distinct. Charted, this,
Bewitched in dimensions.

Absence is. Moon. Pisces
Rises. Neptune Ascends.
Illusion, real enough. 

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